Do they know it's..? (Quinzaine)

by Mr. Darcy   Dec 5, 2015


Starving children are dying.
Will Christmas save them?
Do you care?

michael
2015

The English word quinzaine come from the French word qunize, meaning fifteen. A quinzaine is an unrhymed verse of fifteen syllables.

These syllables are distributed among three lines so that there are seven syllables in the first line, five in the second line and three in the third line (7/5/3). The first line makes a statement. The next two lines ask a question relating to that statement.
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  • 7 years ago

    by Brenda

    Michael, a very cool form and an amazing write-you never cease to amaze and awe all of us on P&Q-thank you!

  • 7 years ago

    by Em

    Michael, firstly well done on your 1700 votes lol.
    Secondly I like the title as it reminds me of the Christmas bandaid song which I assume you were trying to achieve well, even if you weren't it worked for me.
    Personally for me Christmas is about giving not receiving (I am atheist so Jesus doesn't cross my mind) and as Ben said often people in third world countries and in our countries too who obviously have no reason to celebrate do not cross our minds as we sit there unbuttoning our trousers because of eating too much unfortunately but I guess that's how society is more so now anyway and I believe society to be an ass.
    I don't usually celebrate for reasons of my own and am usually alone but this year as you know I have a full house.

    All the best to you and yours,
    Em

    • 7 years ago

      by Mr. Darcy

      Thank you, Em. I like it when I receive comments for historic poems like this. Its like a recycled Christmas present.

      I understand that Christmas is difficult for many people, so it is always worth remembering this.

      Take care and thank you for contributing to a good many of my 1700 votes. ((hugs)) x

  • 8 years ago

    by Dagmar Wilson

    I often wonder myself. Most have forgotten the true meaning of Christmas. What are we celebrating? It's now all about money making and buying expensive gifts. There's are so many children out there who have nothing and all we need to do is save theirs. This really touched me.

  • 8 years ago

    by Ben Pickard

    Michael - how nice to see one of your wonderful and imaginative pieces gracing pnq again.

    And I can see that you've not been idle these past few weeks - making up more forms, I see! lol

    This is an excellent and important piece that just puts the required brakes on our jovial spirit. We so often celebrate without thinking of those who are in no position to. We all say we do, but not many REALLY think and REALLY care.
    Christmas won't save these children - only people can do that and so we have to care. Enjoy Christmas, but don't forget those who cannot.

    This really did give me pause, Michael - especially the almost accusatory last line.
    Well done and all the very best
    Ben

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