Winter –
saturated
by a winnowing wind,
bare branches are ready to yield
to spring.
Kim M. Russell, 2018
My response to dVerse poets Pub Meeting the Bar: Brevity — Five Lines
This Thursday Frank is hosting Meeting the Bar and the theme today is brevity. We are writing poems with no more than five lines and no other constraints
I thought I’d try a cinquain.
writing in north norfolk 
Oh… love the winter turning to spring.. at least the light is coming back
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We have early flowers and blossom!
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I like those bare branches yielding to something besides winter.
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Spring seems more myth than fact right now, but how delicious of you to invoke it.
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Thank you, Glenn!
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Your cinquain is enticing me to try and write one, as I’ve never done so before. But with winnowing wind, we won’t be seeing buds on trees for quite awhile here.
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We already have crocuses, snowdrops, a few daffodils and some very early blossom. But anything can happen.
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Wow, are you in the UK? I live up at altitude in the Rockies and we don’t see spring blooms until late May usually. When I lived in China I thought it absurd that their spring festival began around early February, but now I see that many places actually have a proper spring and it doesn’t just go from winter to summer overnight!
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It’s amazing to think that you’re up high in the Rockies and I’m down low in one of the flattest places in the UK that is slowly crumbling into the sea. Where I live seems to have its own ecosystem.
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Winnowing wind…I like that! I like the branches bending for spring! Lovely.
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Thanks Toni!
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I love your ‘winnowing wind’ – Spring seems so far away just now ;o) xxx
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It seems to have found its way to us in the form of crocuses, snowdrops and some very delicate blossom on a few trees, but not in our garden yet. 🙂 xxx
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A saturated winter – now that’s something to behold. Really good.
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Thank you!
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Love your winnowing wind. I did a cinquain too.
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Thank you, Jane. I’ve been going to bed earlier to keep warm so I’ll be reading again in a while. At least there’s no winnowing wind this morning!
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I’m pleased to hear that 🙂
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I love this image! (K)
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🙂
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Wonderful. Winter saturated but ready to yield to spring………….hmmm…..I think those words from your post could apply to many of us! 🙂 Love the image and your words here.
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Thank you, Lill!
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Beautiful, and I do wish it would hurry up!
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Thank you, Mary. It’s coming!
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Excellent reminders of seasonal cycles..😎🥀😎🥀😎🥀
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Thanks! 🙂
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That’s a beautiful picture for your cinquain. I’d like to see it soon
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Thank you, Walter.
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Oh yes! Yield, yield, yield!
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Thanks Nan!
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cinquains are wonderful, and yours fits the form. Lovely, Kim.
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Thank you, Jane!
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Great job Kim. I think the branches are not the only thing anxious for spring!
dwight
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Thanks Dwight – we already have signs!
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Wonderful use of the form. We have snowdrops here and few buds on trees…slowly slowly she comes.
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Crocuses and snowdrops – I can’t wait for daffs and tulips!
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One of the loveliest cinquains I’ve ever seen.
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Oh, thank you, Rosemary, for such a lovely comment!
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Lovely images. I’m noticing the light changing now and the birds have been singing of spring. It’s warm and rainy here in NJ, but we’re supposed to get snow tomorrow night!
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So ready for the spring
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When the lighter nights I can feel spring starting to creep closer, even if I did have to de-ice the car this morning. Looking forward to getting back outside when the garden finally yields to spring.
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Soon!
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I’ve had the same thoughts lately, Kim. Will winter ever end? Haven’t put mine down on paper yet.
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I fear we may have another flutter of snow in the UK before Easter.
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“…a flutter of snow…”. What a wonderfully Brit way to put it. Smiling on this side of the pond.
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foe someone growing up on the equator i rarely see bare branches, if i do means the tree must be sick, I learnt through my best friend in Canada about the falling leaves from trees in preparation for winter and then spring. your words echo her teaching. nature is so clever in knowing what to to, she even summons the wind, your “winnowing” wind to do her bidding. I had to look that up as i have only read it in connection to farming work!
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I think this beautifully sums up the transition we are experiencing now. I’m enjoying the melting of snow! I could visualize the trees in your poem longing for leaves.
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Thank you, Mish.
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Yes, please blow in spring!
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Ah.. I like thinking that the branches are getting all bumpy and lumpy with the buds raring to break through. I only hope that they can wait to open when it is well and truly spring so that there is no danger to them being ruined by winter deciding to stay a bit longer.
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I’ve seen a lot of spring activity, Imelda, and I think it’s all about to unfurl!
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