tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26800186.post2983203071392774797..comments2024-03-25T10:07:31.278-07:00Comments on There is no such thing as a God-forsaken town: Poetry Friday: Yellow DressRuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12463332371535167975noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26800186.post-69385805538019653102014-09-19T18:08:03.244-07:002014-09-19T18:08:03.244-07:00Her poor mother! Those curling fingers, that spotl...Her poor mother! Those curling fingers, that spotless white glove. Sigh. I have been worrying about the missing UVa student; how hard it must be for her family, imagining her somewhere, waiting for her mother to find her. Sigh.Tabathahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14367572663591077922noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26800186.post-71377085349089275352014-09-19T16:02:34.439-07:002014-09-19T16:02:34.439-07:00I'm not sure I've ever seen such an alarmi...I'm not sure I've ever seen such an alarming site, but do see a few out my car window that make me wonder. Responding to the poem is hard, that middle of the questioning, the trying to see if there is danger is interesting, as if the only way to digest it is if it is of direct concern. You always make me think, Ruth. Thank you!Linda Bhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14983144542632353870noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26800186.post-83674052261002521012014-09-19T14:13:15.807-07:002014-09-19T14:13:15.807-07:00"Is it possible to be lighthearted, hours lat..."Is it possible to be lighthearted, hours later?<br />Days? To forget the yellow dress?"<br /><br />This is a question I work with regularly...how to balance beauty with sadness when both are everywhere? Thank you, Ruth, for another thoughtful post that meets me right where I need to be.Amy LVhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16625469276544426664noreply@blogger.com