tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26800186.post1367755354732786356..comments2024-03-25T10:07:31.278-07:00Comments on There is no such thing as a God-forsaken town: Poetry Friday: SadnessRuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12463332371535167975noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26800186.post-19597231187612832072018-12-17T14:26:27.720-08:002018-12-17T14:26:27.720-08:00There is such beauty in this sad poem, it's so...There is such beauty in this sad poem, it's so visual you can touch and taste it,<br />"I remember a grass hut<br />On a rainy night,<br />Dreaming of the past,<br />My tears starting at the cry<br />Of a mountain cuckoo."<br /><br />Thanks for sharing these poems Ruth.Michelle Koganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02575814872372518994noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26800186.post-13162265835979396952018-12-16T04:17:43.045-08:002018-12-16T04:17:43.045-08:00The poets.org poem of the day on September 21 was ...The poets.org poem of the day on September 21 was Gerard Manley Hopkins' 41 [No worst, there is none. Pitched past pitch of grief,]. I read that poem over and over again (and cried and cried) as I made my way through the hardest start of a school year. Poetry definitely helps. <br /><br />Thank you for Try to Praise the Mutilated World. That one will help me with my ongoing environmental wallow. Mary Leehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09078793537148794310noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26800186.post-87319429193504074112018-12-14T17:08:41.723-08:002018-12-14T17:08:41.723-08:00That first poem is heartbreaking -- the long night...That first poem is heartbreaking -- the long night and no release when day comes. Thank you for sharing these, Ruth.<br /><br />Here's an article I've been sharing about sitting with a child's sadness. Thought you might like it: https://pickanytwo.net/the-train-analogy-that-will-change-how-you-see-your-crying-child/author amokhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09800868615186010584noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26800186.post-33974259096848608632018-12-14T14:46:56.589-08:002018-12-14T14:46:56.589-08:00Sometimes, that overwhelming sad...the kind that r...Sometimes, that overwhelming sad...the kind that requires a wallow is the brilliance of an artist feeling the feels of the self and world that need to be expressed. I don't have this anthology. But, I think I need it. I hope your wallow has been productive and that there is an end in sight. Beauty is sure to come from it. I just know it.Linda Mitchellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00833034575304594924noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26800186.post-15653698022699975162018-12-14T07:36:48.621-08:002018-12-14T07:36:48.621-08:00Sometimes when the need to 'wallow in sad'...Sometimes when the need to 'wallow in sad' is so real, reading others' words means there's a crowd out there with you, I think. I suspect that those who are honest may be poets, and forget to write down the words. Thanks for sharing these, Ruth. Wishing you more poems that linger.Linda Bhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14983144542632353870noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26800186.post-45196802577313291052018-12-14T07:06:40.804-08:002018-12-14T07:06:40.804-08:00Sometimes there's nothing like a good wallow. ...Sometimes there's nothing like a good wallow. I like the ending of Stephen Dunn's "Sadness." <br />Your poems made me think of "Lodged" by Robert Frost: <br /><br />The rain to the wind said,<br />'You push and I'll pelt.'<br />They so smote the garden bed<br />That the flowers actually knelt,<br />And lay lodged--though not dead.<br />I know how the flowers felt. Tabathahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14367572663591077922noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26800186.post-79254230508044897942018-12-14T05:59:14.748-08:002018-12-14T05:59:14.748-08:00Dear Ruth - poems cheer me up too! And I have this...Dear Ruth - poems cheer me up too! And I have this anthology. It survived the downsize, so that right there says something about how I value it. Thank you for sharing! xoIrene Lathamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04905936104127707762noreply@blogger.com