Tetractys
The tetractys (singular and plural) is a 5-line syllabic form created by Ray Stebbing following the numerical sequence of the same name: 1, 2, 3, 4. The lines have 1/2/3/4/10 syllables, for a total of 20; the first line should use a meaningful word, not just “a”, “an”, “the” etc. One of many attempts to create a natively English-language equivalent to the haiku.
It's been hard for me to find the creator's explanation of the form in full. He had a website, once, probably, but there's no links. All I can find are sparse quotes. However, I think tetractys are meant to have titles.
Notes
I see the tetractys as being kind of a counterpoint to the Crapsey cinquain: a slow, tense start, then a moment of release followed by a rush to the end. Before I wrote any I was kinda worried this form put arithmetic before poesy, but it works out fine.
So far I've tended to take a loose approach to stresses in the shorter four lines, then switch to iambic or trochaic for the last, long line.
I also tend to do cut-up titles, re-arranging words from the poem into something often irrelevant. I don't always do this, and I didn't start doing it for any particular reason.
Poems
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2026-03-19
Through a Gauze—Debacle of ThoughtsBlood And gauze-- Orphan thoughts Retreating through A cavernous debacle of a mind.
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2026-01-07
The Snowdrift Hunting for the StormMoss For paws And snowdrift For cloak and mask— The storm pads round the rooftops hunting mice.
I happened on the phrase “a paw of moss” and used it to write this and a haiku from the same day.
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2025-10-29
Our Old and Dead Night-Night SongDead And gone, Our last song, And night by night Old streetlight constellations burn away.
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2025-10-17
Feel Up the Tangled Wicker ManAll Tangled Up in flames That feel like fame, The wicker man makes tchotchkes of his pain.
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2025-10-02
They Didn't Have Skylines Before the SkiesSkies Cut loose From skylines Bleed the rainbow Between the legs they didn't have before.
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2025-09-18
Black-Windowed Concrete BeastDry Berries, Left behind By bug and beast Who travel light through low black-windowed streets And on into the unremembered deeps Where sweetness dies And concrete Headstones Sleep.
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2025-08-17
Black Bones Feed WhiteBones Return To the earth— Black nourished fields— In distant colonies who slave to feed Our gleaming whitewashed supermarket aisles Among whose fruits Labourers' Spirits Loom.
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2025-06-04
Safe Pain Through The Attic WindowsPain Echoes Through the safe Old neighbourhood— The attic windows give a mirthless wink.
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2025-05-30
Empire's Gun, Hero's FunEmpire's eager headless poppies, heroes In foreign lands Run and gun— Wartime Fun.
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2025-05-25
The People's Fossil Estimates BhopalLeech Money Estimates The People's needs: Bhopal Cola holy fossil futures.
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2025-04-30
Frantic MachineTake Apart A machine, Frantic machine, While telling it how much you love it so.
Inspired by a lyric game I wrote a while back.