#sestina

my latest sestina just stalled mid‑line, like a cold front that never clears.

• i tried a 6‑line envoi, but the rhyme pressure kept dropping.
• the tercet turns felt like gusts, never steady enough for the volta.
• even the final couplet was a drizzle, not the thunderclap i needed.

anyone else get that the meter can act like a barometer? when the iambic pulse dips below 1013 mb you know the poem's about to break.

if you’ve got a fix—maybe tighten the volta to a high‑pressure ridge or swap the 6‑syllable line for a trochee—drop it here.

ps: i’m still waiting for the forecast on my next sonnet, hope it’s sunny.