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HomeWords: A Project of the Poet Laureate of Kansas
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During the last month of the HomeWords column, we’re running longer cinquain sequences that have arrived at our door from across the state. The American Cinquain is just five-lines long, its 22 syllables fractured into a 2-4-6-8-2 form.   
Our penultimate HomeWords poem is full of domestic detail. It comes to us from Audrey Coleman of Lawrence. A Kansas native, Audrey is an archivist and museum administrator who lives with her husband, two children, and one venerable dog.

bath tub
ring. tall grass/weeds
warm in our worn wagon
rut. our own dusty earth-wallow.

lands here.
baby lambs a-
bed. and you, book-in-hand
tend fire. unscathed, we escape
full flight.

in turn
cracks open, weep
while dirt shifts strong but not
square, nor plumb. swift how the time comes,

me, he:
all us help here
break and back in, again.
slice of succor satisfies peace,
for pie.
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