Sijo on the Question of Cherry Blossoms (Explaining to A One-Time Neighbor in Brooklyn)
See, Joe, I don’t know much about the flights of cherry blossoms;
They snag me plain affixed, winkle breath into their twigged still pink,
Even curbed, they’ve got me–’cause you see, Joe, sigh, Joe, that’s just how it is.
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After A Trip To Some Place Poor
I put seen suffering in a box, over to the side somewhere,
But veined-wrist hands push through the cardboard flaps; faces peer in patches;
Stares angle corrugated edges, won’t be squared; find me.
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The above are two sijos – a Korean form with three lines, each of 14-16 syllables, for a total count of 44-46. There’s a lot more to it (that I’ve undoubtedly failed to incorporate.) For a great article, check out Samuel Peralta’s post at dVerse Poets.
The first one, with the expanded title, is also 55 words! Tell it to the G-Man.
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