Its April of 2020 and Day 17 of A to Z challenge. This year, I am doing Metaphors. Be it a movie, song, painting, book, idiom, etc. I plan to give a perspective to it with an explanation and a 8 line poem. 


Metaphor: Quinkins

Quinkins, the term has debatable meanings and depth. The term has history in various domains through dissimilar timelines. There are novels written where Quinkins are aboriginal dream-time creatures which are of two kinds, the friendly one and the evil ones.  These Quinkins are a nocturnal giant reported from Cape York, Queensland. There is also Australian Yowies, known as Quinkins, the mysterious legends of a tribe of giant hairy people (also known for rock art).

Well, the modern dictionary says Quinkins are the dried remains or dregs of food left in the bottom of a pan. Metaphorically, it means something of very little value. Though there is hardly any connection in the timeline of usage, I find it to be an interesting term. I am using it with the emphasis of ‘something of a very little value.’

For the nights and days,
We texted good,
In a slow sliding stint,
Forever is over,
Always is ways apart,
I never realized,
In ever, on how,
I became an quinkin.

You have probably made one a quinkin and have become to another a quinkin. The journey of life? Or are we all in a ‘life of a quinkin?’


20 thoughts on “Quinkins

  1. Your poem is a very interesting ponder, PH!! I’d never heard the term before, so thanks for adding to my knowledge! 🙂 The other night I was thinking of your metaphors–and wondering if you’re familiar with “the cat’s meow”, as a positive term for someone: “He/She is the cat’s meow!”

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  2. Although I prefer the aboriginal dream-like creatures to the dregs of food as a definition, I like the point you’re making in your poem.
    “forever is over” is a good line.

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  3. You have probably made one a quinkin and have become to another a quinkin. Very true indeed. I have never heard about this word. Autocorrect hasn’t apparently! 😀 Thanks to you, I learned a new word. Hope this word won’t become a quinkin to me. Can come in handy during Scrabble. 🙂 Loved the poem. Such a magnitude of emotions conveyed in such few words. 🙂

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  4. WOW! Using your terminology I am a “Quinkin” in my own families lives…they never call or visit. A FB message once in a while. 6 years I have been invisible. Not by my choice….
    Have I made anyone a “Qunikin” in my life?? Yes an ex-fiance who assaulted me in 2006 & took away my entire life as I knew it…making him a “Quinkin” was a necessity for my own survival & safety.
    Thank you for such an interesting word…
    Sherri-Ellen 🙂

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