white sheets
gather small folds:
corners of linen rooms
unwashed, hoard memory in stains
once flesh.
Author notes
Traditional Cinquain, Edits: 1
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A contest entry
- whiter words by Nicolette.
1500 points, ended November 20, 2008, 33 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think (Critical Honesty Appreciated)
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When I saw your entry, I knew it would be something special and meaningful, Kate.
This is a beautiful cinquain and white linen is one of my favourite concepts, and I really like what you did with it here. A perfect cinquain! Thank you for this entry.
~ Nicolette
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Amazing write ! good luck in the contest
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wow...what a great metaphor you used. love this piece
Good luck
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very sedutive
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Beautiful write ~
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very well done
it's nice to see that the structure of form is no hurdle for you.
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I love cinquains when they get to the heart of the matter so effectively. Well done.
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wow ... the last three lines are just pure wow!
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