Windy & Wet

18 December 2025 – Just a description, mind you, not a complaint. Compared to weather almost everywhere else in the country, including here in BC, Vancouver’s weather is a walk in the park.

But even so, it is still very windy and very wet!

Just look at the air vents blown horizontal in the sodden construction fence fabric, as I splosh my way along West 10th this morning.

By the combined might of word + weather association, I start thinking about anapest metre.

Why? Because wet weather on 8 December caused me to rewrite a limerick to fit, and that in turn caused me to discover the anapest metre and its (quote-unquote) “galloping rhythm.”

So here I am, in yet more wet & windy weather. To distract myself, I compose a limerick. An ode to the anapest metre.

(More throat-clearing)

The anapest metre is now my best friend,

It offers me rhythm without any end,

I gallop and giggle,

I wobble and wiggle.

It distracts me from rain and that’s a great trend!

Once home… and dry… I look up “anapest metre” online. The Poetry Foundation explains it consists of two unaccented syllables followed by one accented syllable, and then helpfully gives two examples of words that — all by themselves! — are anapestic: “underfoot” and “overcome.”

Yah well, here’s the Canadian example: “Newfoundland.”

From now on, let’s all pronounce it correctly.

Finally! A new year’s resolution we can keep.

That Young Lady from Spain

8 December 2025 – Oh, the limerick!

*Five lines;

* AABBA rhyme scheme;

* a fondness for the galloping anapest meter;

* and (says a man who knows) “a propensity for the perverse.”

I am not thinking of the perverse. I am, however, thinking of a limerick that meets all the 5 lines-AABBA-anapest-meter requirements. I am thinking of the one that begins: “There was a young lady from Spain.”

Only when I look around online do I discover that this Young Lady goes on to have many different limerick adventures.

My particular Young Lady has her adventures on the train. To wit:

“There was a young lady from Spain / Who used to get sick on the train.”

I herewith offer you a timely Vancouver re-write of those first two (AA) lines. After that, it’s the same BBA outcome that the Young Lady knows well.

(Ahem. Throat-clearing.)

“I really do hate to complain,

“But this season we only have rain —

“Not once or twice,

“Which is decent and nice,

“But again and again and again.”

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