April made me: winter laid me here away asleep. Bright as Maytime was my daytime; night is soft and deep: Though the morrow bring forth sorrow, well are ye that weep.
Why it works
This poem is written in tercets with long, rhythmically rolling lines and an AABB-style internal rhyme scheme — it is not organized into five lines, nor does it follow the 2-4-6-8-2 syllable structure that defines the cinquain form. No excerpt from this poem can genuinely demonstrate the cinquain, as the form is entirely absent from the text.