This is a collection of Crapsey cinquains for Abigail Gronway’s challenge. This form, with a syllable count of 2-4-6-8-2, was originally what I thought a cinquain was, but I am learning that there are many different types.
Unfold:
Today’s newness,
There is hidden beauty
Opening unexpectedness,
A gift
One breath:
Cold rushing in,
Warmth releasing, rising —
Pacific moments calm the storm
Inside.
Flower
Little and loved,
Watered in the garden:
I’m looking forward to springtime
To bloom
Console:
Presence comforts,
words unnecessary.
Take time with the suffering for
Silence.
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These are fun to write and challenging.
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Yes, I wrote so many because it was hard to do them well!
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Jenna, you did them VERY well. Your last one especially moved me. I’ve been reading “Where Is God When It Hurts” by Philip Yancey, and one of the points he stresses is that we try to fix other people’s problems with our counsel when so often all they need is our presence. You hit the nail on the head. Well said, my friend! And well expressed! These may not all have iambic rhythm, as Crapsey liked to use, but they are all Crapsey Cinquains nonetheless. You are too hard on yourself. But that’s what makes you a great poet! 🙂
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