tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26800186.post8753116717011201527..comments2024-03-14T08:18:55.348-07:00Comments on There is no such thing as a God-forsaken town: Poetry Friday: The Poems in my Pocket, by Amit, Emily, and MeRuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12463332371535167975noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26800186.post-87218597347981470402018-04-29T18:05:57.901-07:002018-04-29T18:05:57.901-07:00Happy belated blog birthday, Ruth--a lovely array ...Happy belated blog birthday, Ruth--a lovely array of choices for Poem in Your Pocket Day, and oddly Emily's poem reminded me of a scene from "The Jerk" which is both hysterical and poignant...https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rSWBuZws30g <br /><br />And if it wasn't clear from my post, your opening poem in Imperfect is extraordinary. Thank you.Heidi Mordhorsthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16496427007514895950noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26800186.post-3782426504912831432018-04-29T17:42:16.865-07:002018-04-29T17:42:16.865-07:00Such a moving, startling poem from your daughter. ...Such a moving, startling poem from your daughter. And a lovely gift from Emily. I like where you take them with your "My bee-stung, sunburned, sturdy heart". May it survive much longer. Brenda at FriendlyFairyTaleshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13368709489341876324noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26800186.post-63632570983522529462018-04-29T07:56:14.371-07:002018-04-29T07:56:14.371-07:00I'll put both yours and Emily's in my pock...I'll put both yours and Emily's in my pocket for the holiday commonly know as I Missed Poem in a Pocket Day But It Should Really Be Every Day, Shouldn't It.Mary Leehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09078793537148794310noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26800186.post-31136275901029237652018-04-29T05:30:23.612-07:002018-04-29T05:30:23.612-07:00Good Sunday Morning, Ruth. I have had a very teen-...Good Sunday Morning, Ruth. I have had a very teen-centric weekend. So, I am catching up on Poetry Friday rounds when I can and a sure bet is Sunday morning when they are insistently sleeping until I rouse them for church!<br /><br />What a wonderful response to Miss Emily. <br />Yes, our hearts of flesh are absolutely awkward and impractical for accomplishing all that we want to accomplish. But, the unexpected joys cannot come from stone. So, there we are. Stuck with the least able organ doing the most important jobs.Linda Mitchellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00833034575304594924noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26800186.post-11884334728538677102018-04-27T19:15:27.557-07:002018-04-27T19:15:27.557-07:00What a happy accident to find that poem today. And...What a happy accident to find that poem today. And I love writing responses to poems.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08214389804167241801noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26800186.post-76337646300464486992018-04-27T17:19:18.570-07:002018-04-27T17:19:18.570-07:00Oh, Ruth, I've enjoyed your post. I love your ...Oh, Ruth, I've enjoyed your post. I love your "pesky heart of flesh / Bandaged and bruised from all its wounds."I think the weight of a stone heart would be too burdensome to bear. Ps. 147:3 is first-aid for my heart.Alice Ninehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05302512837699702430noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26800186.post-6740716800790491782018-04-27T15:38:47.946-07:002018-04-27T15:38:47.946-07:00Love your response to Emily! Thank you for sharing...Love your response to Emily! Thank you for sharing :)Kimberly Hutmacherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17481478199892532599noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26800186.post-77118270962324564862018-04-27T09:12:46.710-07:002018-04-27T09:12:46.710-07:00I'll take your "pesky heart of flesh --&q...I'll take your "pesky heart of flesh --"and "bee-stung, sunburned, sturdy heart --" over the heart of stone any day even with the pain–glad you responded to her poem. I've written one ghazal–your daughter's sounds like it ought to join the Tabatha's "Imperfect" blog, thanks Ruth!Michelle Koganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02575814872372518994noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26800186.post-85168187638735804672018-04-27T08:32:36.785-07:002018-04-27T08:32:36.785-07:00Thank you for sharing your pesky heart with us, Ru...Thank you for sharing your pesky heart with us, Ruth!Tarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13626451110946889157noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26800186.post-15981900039175946222018-04-27T08:13:09.728-07:002018-04-27T08:13:09.728-07:00What a generous response! I especially love "...What a generous response! I especially love "My bee-stung, sunburned, sturdy heart." Now I want to know more about the ghazal.JoAnn Early Mackenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17812079420917080829noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26800186.post-80265723914835830782018-04-27T06:58:15.021-07:002018-04-27T06:58:15.021-07:00I love your response to Emily's poem. Yes that...I love your response to Emily's poem. Yes that pesky heart can be hurt, but that heart of stone inflicts so much damage in trying to protect itself. Kayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08210045352610490115noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26800186.post-34638259702241633802018-04-27T06:23:54.425-07:002018-04-27T06:23:54.425-07:00You often make me think anew of life, Ruth, and th...You often make me think anew of life, Ruth, and this post is no different. It's great that your daughter sends you poems that, hopefully, add balm to that "pesky heart". Your response to Emily D's poem is lovely, "My pesky heart of flesh --" gives a firm & loving answer to those who might prefer living with a heart of stone. Have a wonderful "day after poem in your pocket day".Linda Bhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14983144542632353870noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26800186.post-18230440337173367792018-04-26T19:00:09.743-07:002018-04-26T19:00:09.743-07:00Dear Ruth, I happen to love your pesky heart. Tha...Dear Ruth, I happen to love your pesky heart. Thank you for lugging it to your blog and sharing it with all of us. And how beautiful you sharing poems with your daughter! I LOVE that! xo Irene Lathamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04905936104127707762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26800186.post-85936619367556380142018-04-26T18:29:44.824-07:002018-04-26T18:29:44.824-07:00There have definitely been times when I wished I h...There have definitely been times when I wished I had a heart of stone, because this heart of flesh just hurt so bad I thought it would break apart. But it seems our hearts are stronger than we sometimes think they are, and they do manage to keep on beating somehow. Jane @ www.raincitylibrarian.cahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12721142460522914540noreply@blogger.com