
Shared with W3 prompt #164 – a quadrille about ‘what remains’.
“Everything that needs to be said has already been said. But, since no one was listening, everything must be said again.” – Andre Gide

Shared with W3 prompt #164 – a quadrille about ‘what remains’.
Beautiful and inspiring! You speak for every trauma survivor.
Thank you for participating.
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Thank you 🙏
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Those words really land with me, Shaun…
They feel like a quiet anthem of survival. I’d say there’s a fierce dignity pulsing through this piece of yours ❤
Much love,
David
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Thanks David 🙏
It’s almost a happy ending!
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I like the way you used visual layout to to echo the fragmentation your poem evokes. And I have huge respect for the way it trips off the tongue so fluently as well. It’s rare to come across a concrete poetry/shaped verse that works acoustically as well as visually. It was especially effective as I spoke into the elongation of “echoes”: it was like a scream stretched into silence. Then your final line reframes everything: relic becomes reckoning. Bravo.
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Thanks so much. I’m still not sure about the formatting but it felt like it shouldn’t be traditional.
There’s always a reckoning!
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I love the formatting of your poem, Shaun. “seeds defying oppression.” 👏
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Thanks Lesley 🙏
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A very powerful statement.
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Thanks Violet 🙏
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A vivid expression of emotional turmoil. (K)
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Thank you 🙏
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The power of persistence. Well said!
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Thanks 🙏
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