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Apr 24Liked by Jean Pouliot

Jean, this is wonderful! Rhyme can be charming sometimes and cumbersome others. Here, the lack of rhyme lets your story soar, lets the words sing.

…les pleuerueses,

gentle-hearted women

Clad in black and funereal crepe

Who could weep on command…

Gorgeous. I loved reading about les pleureuses! Made me think of the ‘sin-eaters’, who served the same purpose in old Ireland and Scotland. They mourned in exchange for a loaf of bread and some beer.

Bravo!

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