tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5554498168264477884.post2661775021285978117..comments2023-09-26T03:53:17.142-04:00Comments on Pentimento: "More fit for gills than lungs"Pentimentohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17161146891505294679noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5554498168264477884.post-35286457675000134002010-10-20T16:58:22.596-04:002010-10-20T16:58:22.596-04:00I especially liked this:
"Then you hold life...I especially liked this:<br /><br />"Then you hold life like a face<br />between your palms, a plain face,"<br /><br />because it reminds me that love is actions, not feelings.<br /><br />Thanks P.Otepotinoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5554498168264477884.post-78481682097006176282010-10-18T21:06:13.387-04:002010-10-18T21:06:13.387-04:00Yes, it rather made my day that we had both posted...Yes, it rather made my day that we had both posted it, unbeknownst to one another.Karen Edmisten https://www.blogger.com/profile/04446214835142625161noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5554498168264477884.post-44783092817546642192010-10-18T15:46:16.191-04:002010-10-18T15:46:16.191-04:00to love it even
when you have no stomach for it
an...to love it even<br />when you have no stomach for it<br />and everything you've held dear<br />crumbles like burnt paper in your hands,<br />your throat filled with the silt of it.<br /><br />This part grabbed me and made me hang on... <br /><br />Thanks for posting!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08917475421671859755noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5554498168264477884.post-43507718797982884392010-10-16T16:28:51.318-04:002010-10-16T16:28:51.318-04:00Yeah, I know, CC.
I love poetry that hits hard us...Yeah, I know, CC.<br /><br />I love poetry that hits hard using an economy of means.Pentimentohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17161146891505294679noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5554498168264477884.post-84855106727027408302010-10-16T16:12:40.031-04:002010-10-16T16:12:40.031-04:00"...an obesity of grief,
you think, How can a..."...an obesity of grief,<br />you think, How can a body withstand this?"<br /><br />(groan)<br /><br />Too perfect, in a good way.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5554498168264477884.post-14192423690199430472010-10-16T12:52:44.507-04:002010-10-16T12:52:44.507-04:00I like it--even though I look down and see that th...I like it--even though I look down and see that the Word Verification for this comment is: wince.Rodakhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00077919085157653816noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5554498168264477884.post-13019503731934547452010-10-16T11:52:39.141-04:002010-10-16T11:52:39.141-04:00It's neat that we both posted it -- it gives m...It's neat that we both posted it -- it gives me the feeling of pleasure that I get from hearing my favorite pieces randomly played on classical radio and knowing that unseen others are listening too.Pentimentohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17161146891505294679noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5554498168264477884.post-3368072179207740872010-10-16T11:42:25.717-04:002010-10-16T11:42:25.717-04:00Loved it. I posted it yesterday, too, for Poetry F...Loved it. I posted it yesterday, too, for Poetry Friday. I think it's just perfect.Karen Edmisten https://www.blogger.com/profile/04446214835142625161noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5554498168264477884.post-42722677399132416712010-10-16T08:55:25.515-04:002010-10-16T08:55:25.515-04:00I like it.I like it.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com