…from whence, we’ll consider the following a Biolet Redoublé, starting and ending in the same manner as a triolet, but with a different sandwich between its slices of bread (with a nod to Alicia for her metaphor) —
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⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀Where our sidewalk ends ⠀⠀⠀⠀campaign signs start. ⠀⠀⠀⠀Each politician takes part ⠀⠀⠀⠀as far as open field extends. ⠀⠀⠀⠀Campaign signs start ⠀⠀⠀⠀where our sidewalk ends. ⠀⠀⠀⠀Every candidate bends ⠀⠀⠀⠀rules keeping areas apart. ⠀⠀⠀⠀Where our sidewalk ends ⠀⠀⠀⠀campaign signs start. ⠀ |
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inspired by Adrien’s notes on prosody of the biolet form
clarior e tenebris 
That sidewalk’s at your municipal building,
else it too campaign signs might be fielding.
What you’ve done with your Biolet Redoublé innovation feels like rustling my feet through the old leaves of Sara’s linked double triolet poems, such as her one posted at Tilt-a-Whirl, A Simple Request Asked of My Doctors. Nice. Looking forward to more.