PigeonsA Poem by mulderigj1. One stanza 2. Use of third-person point of view 3. The unbroken story-like format; the lines continue as if sentences of a piece of prose 4. The use of transitions to create a chronological orderPIGEON She pinches the ends of the soaked leaves around the solid round of meat, onion and garlic like she’s wrapping a naked infant in a blanket. When the tips of her hardened fingers turn white from the pressure she releases her grip and grabs the ladle to drizzle the thick, red sauce. Contrasting against the blood-like color of the tomato paste, she realizes how brown and worn her hands have become. After the wad of cabbage and hamburger finished hissing, she sank the sharp silver of the knife into the swell of the dish. Once it had opened up, she wove her fingers through the fine webs of steam that rose reminding her that even though her hands were crude with age, they still worked with the delicacy of a silk seamstress. © 2011 mulderigjReviews
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Added on July 18, 2011Last Updated on July 18, 2011 AuthormulderigjNJAboutLove to write. Minored in creative writing. Maybe published one day... it's a dream, not a career for me. more..Writing
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