Monday, April 11, 2005
A Quickening

Nestled
into the bark
of a maple tree, the
gray moth looks dead until I
touch it.


Comments:
I like this the way it is--nice last line! The sense of the speaker bringing nature to life through his reaching out/exploration is quite effectively done.

It struck me reading this how well you lead a single sentence through the form. It seems like having to making cinquains 22 syllable sentences gives them even more rigor, more sense of form.

jd
 
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