Words glide down,
to the end of fingertips
to begin their dance-
of sunrise and twilight
void and darkness
and of a blood red dawn.
**Cherita is a poetic form [1-2-3] of three stanzas telling a story. The first one has one line the second, two and the final stanza has three lines. Cherita is a Malay word for story/tale. This form was created by al li
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I love it when I am introduced to an interesting new form, Sumana. Thank you for the cherita.
I love those words that
‘…glide down,
to the end of fingertips’.
This is a wonderful form full of brevity and your poem works so well…a mini cascade. Cherita is such a beautiful word. Thanks for sharing both.
Love this!
Very nice poem with a good photo to illustrate it. I like the dawn being “blood red”.
A brilliant form and lovely example. Simple and seeming to almost describe the form the words are using. Well done.
Thanks for the intro to Cherita. You’ve illustrated it so well!
For me the sunrise is fire & the sunset is blood; smile. Our meds were in similar tracks, dear one. Your new form (to me) looks like fun, though such brevity would push me into writing several at a setting. I love it when we poets write about words/poetics–such reverence & authenticity !
Actually it was our (minds) that ran in tandem–but maybe our (meds) too.
Very nice, Sumana! I’d love to read what comes after the blood red dawn. Maybe your next!?
Ow, beautiful. 🙂