tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26800186.post7022980090163174016..comments2024-03-25T10:07:31.278-07:00Comments on There is no such thing as a God-forsaken town: Poetry Friday: I dwell in Possibility and WaveRuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12463332371535167975noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26800186.post-89427177485783756442010-11-23T05:34:39.960-08:002010-11-23T05:34:39.960-08:00Ruth, thank you for sharing both of these poems. I...Ruth, thank you for sharing both of these poems. I love the Dickinson one with its gambrels of sky. And yours made me *feel* that submersion, the attack, the crushing weight of fear, grief, and worry. Nicely done. And sending thoughts of wonderful possibilities your way!laurasalashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13807781795919555208noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26800186.post-72848443385736612632010-11-22T18:15:54.150-08:002010-11-22T18:15:54.150-08:00Lovely poem!Lovely poem!Triciahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10800864673813334725noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26800186.post-18834452152218481342010-11-21T15:23:22.751-08:002010-11-21T15:23:22.751-08:00Both poetry and possibility are worlds I find myse...Both poetry and possibility are worlds I find myself dwelling in when life seems overwhelming, I am thankful for both of these graces. And I really like your poem. Can't imagine what you are going through . . .Jessica Stockhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08944990982584233095noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26800186.post-62713326943426571692010-11-20T17:08:48.577-08:002010-11-20T17:08:48.577-08:00Don't short-change your own poem. It's exc...Don't short-change your own poem. It's excellent. Thanks for sharing it.Ben Curranhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16775977089092127986noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26800186.post-22645007778409426792010-11-19T13:33:23.768-08:002010-11-19T13:33:23.768-08:00I like this picture... Gathering paradise, or simp...I like this picture... Gathering paradise, or simply clawing your way back toward it, through words.Janethttp://acrossthepage.netnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26800186.post-46886931998325115382010-11-19T11:38:05.655-08:002010-11-19T11:38:05.655-08:00Ruth, the Dickinsen poem is just lovely (of course...Ruth, the Dickinsen poem is just lovely (of course) and I Dwell in Possibility may be the mantra we all need in these times. Thanks for sharing the results of your therapeutic wordplay. It feels just like that when life buffets us about. I like the image of seaweed covering at the end, almost like a protective mantle offered by the same sea that produced the wave.Joyce Rayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02905709719444916488noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26800186.post-8143461272513520062010-11-19T07:49:54.027-08:002010-11-19T07:49:54.027-08:00Oh Ruth, you are so right! Gathering Paradise so o...Oh Ruth, you are so right! Gathering Paradise so often does involve clawing toward the surface, or just hanging on while you are buffeted about. Thank you for sharing your writing here. It is beautiful and you are that & brave. Your writing is a gift.Andromeda Jazmonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12355192738014962965noreply@blogger.com