I've been experimenting with writing in forms recently and found that I like the very simple cinquain.
A cinquain is a five line poem with syllable count in each line of 2, 4, 6, 8, 2. Paul Janeczko, in his book, A Kick in the Head, says that "a good cinquain will flow from beginning to end rather than sounding like five separate lines."
While Fat Tuesday is long gone and we are well into the Lenten Season, I want to share this poem, "Mardi Gras," from Myra Cohn Livingston today. It comes from her book, Celebrations, which has several poems written in cinquain form. I like this one especially because of the repeating phrase that shows up in variations in each stanza.
by Myra Cohn Livingston
I shout to the krewes on
their floats, rolling down Bourbon Street.
from behind your
mask, a string of glass beads,
purple beads for justice, beads of green
of bright gold for
power. Throw me something
now that it's Fat Tuesday and its's
and you, Mister, on your
float reaching for something you can
Mary Lee hosts the roundup today at A Year of Reading.
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