My Virtual Reading Room

Sestina

September rain falls on the house.
In the failing light, the old grandmother
sits in the kitchen with the child
beside the Little Marvel Stove,
reading the jokes from the almanac,
laughing and talking to hide her tears.

( She thinks that her equinoctial tears... )

Sestina is an elegant but difficult to write form, given the pattern is a strict one; you can read more about this poetry form here: http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/5792

( But with time... )