tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31542820.post7893512090941520463..comments2024-03-03T12:52:18.548-05:00Comments on Magpie Musing: Garlic And Sapphires In The MudMagpiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15460136246441367993noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31542820.post-4767908802033250542012-05-24T17:27:01.100-04:002012-05-24T17:27:01.100-04:00Poetry cannot be "understood" standing a...Poetry cannot be "understood" standing alone. It is something to let in, step back from and watch the reflections and ripples. Garlic and Saphires in the mud has helped me forgive Mr. Eliot his anti-semitism because the reflections speak kindly to his foundational stuff, his innards, enabling me to not take him personally, which has been a struggle for me.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31542820.post-90505199253939662242009-04-08T20:16:00.000-04:002009-04-08T20:16:00.000-04:00I'm so sorry you lost your mom.I'm so sorry you lost your mom.Maggie Mayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14699674732274478502noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31542820.post-47653615283288206642009-04-08T01:21:00.000-04:002009-04-08T01:21:00.000-04:00These are incredible. I hope you are OK. Sometimes...These are incredible. I hope you are OK. <BR/><BR/>Sometimes poetry is what you need. These experiences verge on inexpressible. <BR/><BR/>Kay Ryan. Isn't she amazing? She is making me love poetry again. (This is irrelevant: She is the first poet that I found something out about where it didn't make me suspect her poetry. She herself seems deeply authentic. She's a poet one can love.)Ozmahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02975578823318395358noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31542820.post-27787426924028009032009-04-07T13:44:00.000-04:002009-04-07T13:44:00.000-04:00You've been here for us, so you are so welcome, an...You've been here for us, so you are so welcome, and thank you for letting us support you. It always feels nice to help others.Aureliahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13691032415028867902noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31542820.post-69978546215172251612009-04-06T18:36:00.000-04:002009-04-06T18:36:00.000-04:00That last poem especially speaks to me. That's re...That last poem especially speaks to me. That's real living.Woman in a Windowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14747858840088922077noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31542820.post-89926706460680588822009-04-06T13:57:00.000-04:002009-04-06T13:57:00.000-04:00I typically hate poetry (I think it's leftover tee...I typically hate poetry (I think it's leftover teen angst) but those two, especially the one from your SIL, are beautiful.Aunt Beckyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12146687582842259611noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31542820.post-1081196121961471382009-04-06T12:29:00.000-04:002009-04-06T12:29:00.000-04:00the poem from your SIL is incredible. it reflects...the poem from your SIL is incredible. it reflects how i feel about loved ones who are gone now -- that they did leave tracks, markers, images that pop out of times past and into my present. they may not be visible to anyone else, but are real to me.<BR/><BR/>my dad's been gone over 5 years now, but i can still hear his laugh; his myriad enthusiasms still make me smile when i run across one; i see amazing glimpses of him in my son -- his expressions, some of his interests, his sense of humor.<BR/><BR/>((( magpie ))) thinking of you.kathy a.https://www.blogger.com/profile/14479337952651746193noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31542820.post-8014594718462628592009-04-06T12:26:00.000-04:002009-04-06T12:26:00.000-04:00The Ryan poem is perfect, just perfect.The Ryan poem is perfect, just perfect.Jenn @ Juggling Lifehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14455967210924573398noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31542820.post-43939768696101702612009-04-06T11:03:00.000-04:002009-04-06T11:03:00.000-04:00i don't have the right words.it's a good thing oth...i don't have the right words.<BR/><BR/>it's a good thing others do.<BR/><BR/>(((you)))Shttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05602868040771218507noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31542820.post-69896180440878870762009-04-06T11:02:00.000-04:002009-04-06T11:02:00.000-04:00I rarely ever read poetry, but in times of need I ...I rarely ever read poetry, but in times of need I will always turn to Byron...which is completely and totally insane, considering Byron was a callous and cruel piece of crap. Something about Childe Harold just makes me happy though. Weird?erinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00513388452402495090noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31542820.post-27533429469463151182009-04-06T10:22:00.000-04:002009-04-06T10:22:00.000-04:00Those are beautiful, as are so many of the comment...Those are beautiful, as are so many of the commented ones as well. Take care.Mayberryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14342826784650208124noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31542820.post-30381401260051999722009-04-06T08:23:00.000-04:002009-04-06T08:23:00.000-04:00That last poem is like a punch - it sneaks in and ...That last poem is like a punch - it sneaks in and oomphs you into the scene....Jesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17308665452575511461noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31542820.post-62732302744259609832009-04-06T07:21:00.000-04:002009-04-06T07:21:00.000-04:00thank you for sharing these, they are beautiful, a...thank you for sharing these, they are beautiful, and give another meaning to the title.<BR/><BR/>I've been thinking about you.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31542820.post-6995499355084736662009-04-06T05:42:00.000-04:002009-04-06T05:42:00.000-04:00those words are beautiful, hope they soothe your p...those words are beautiful, hope they soothe your pain a little...<BR/>*hugs*Angelinehttp://allaboutyourchild.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31542820.post-85250447646265061612009-04-06T03:32:00.000-04:002009-04-06T03:32:00.000-04:00you are good peopleyou are good peopleflutterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11828689769747130419noreply@blogger.com