tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post677928606442740424..comments2024-03-28T15:45:19.043-04:00Comments on everyday amazing: Rust on first day of spring Gracehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02213172239590722747noreply@blogger.comBlogger39125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-23558193443706824832015-04-02T01:07:53.147-04:002015-04-02T01:07:53.147-04:00oh, my. that you can craft this witness is a testa...oh, my. that you can craft this witness is a testament to your skill, Grace ~grapelinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14929030339206629628noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-71396885706006164882015-03-24T07:12:42.432-04:002015-03-24T07:12:42.432-04:00This hit close to home, with family experiences in...This hit close to home, with family experiences in such things.Gen Giggles https://www.blogger.com/profile/13744815023509063722noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-42856435007866243772015-03-23T16:33:05.126-04:002015-03-23T16:33:05.126-04:00oh ! lilac has such a tendency to wear us alloh ! lilac has such a tendency to wear us allSuyashJhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06332045821743367072noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-61503210334500552862015-03-23T13:43:00.367-04:002015-03-23T13:43:00.367-04:00Sad story produced such deep poem....this is the w...Sad story produced such deep poem....this is the world seen by poetic eye...glad your daughter feels better.. warm wishes to your family xhumbirdhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00106270909713851811noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-57562374901611291452015-03-23T10:56:53.578-04:002015-03-23T10:56:53.578-04:00Right from "lilac wore me" the imagery i...Right from "lilac wore me" the imagery in this piece is utterly magnificent! Stunning the whole way through.C.C.https://www.blogger.com/profile/16393100446679896378noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-52042919116694662842015-03-23T10:21:29.017-04:002015-03-23T10:21:29.017-04:00So much chaos in the microcosm of a hospital ward....So much chaos in the microcosm of a hospital ward. Yet, it makes one wonder how much of it is a representation of the state of our world. Sorry you had to be there, and hope your daughter is feeling better.<br /><br />PoppyPoppyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08980323586402386609noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-62213045432511649242015-03-23T09:34:54.092-04:002015-03-23T09:34:54.092-04:00You pen drips with rust and poison. Very descripti...You pen drips with rust and poison. Very descriptive. <br />Hope she is ok ;(Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13414513238308254080noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-71749303214942032722015-03-23T09:34:24.022-04:002015-03-23T09:34:24.022-04:00a harrowing, terrifying experience that you draw u...a harrowing, terrifying experience that you draw us into with your words, Grace. amazing writing!<br /><br />i'm glad to hear your daughter wasn't seriously ill.<br />♥my heart's love songshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13629303520695044479noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-11544982812803123552015-03-23T06:49:56.040-04:002015-03-23T06:49:56.040-04:00You wrote this so well. I could see it and feel it...You wrote this so well. I could see it and feel it.Debi Swimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08255928985823418669noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-21836101193332698212015-03-23T06:37:27.817-04:002015-03-23T06:37:27.817-04:00Well, I love your poem but the story that inspired...Well, I love your poem but the story that inspired it, not so much. Really gorgeous, though, your lines. I like the sparseness of the start and the relative wordiness of the last couple stanzas... it starts galloping.Marianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04030161532713347225noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-71558317472128242682015-03-23T06:10:31.296-04:002015-03-23T06:10:31.296-04:00wonderful imagery here, and all from the creative ...wonderful imagery here, and all from the creative process of an eavesdropping experience, from an ER to boot. I'm impressed. love the tropes of lilac, white tulips, stone, rubber, copper, rust, poison, and petrified wood. very well done.tinkwelbornhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14163026661564191285noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-79552986431328147162015-03-23T00:29:01.222-04:002015-03-23T00:29:01.222-04:00Once again - wonderful word smithing. "butte...Once again - wonderful word smithing. "butter" words . . . velvet!Wendy Bourkehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09475940407969993348noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-64824390743655324892015-03-22T20:45:12.239-04:002015-03-22T20:45:12.239-04:00I hope your daughter is ok. It's amazing that...I hope your daughter is ok. It's amazing that you can compose such a passionate poem by observing a family. I like the strong acidity in some of your words. They convey the feelings so well. Myrna R.https://www.blogger.com/profile/15088915165678737118noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-72015709514332926652015-03-22T16:08:38.217-04:002015-03-22T16:08:38.217-04:00Whew! Well written/experienced.
ZQWhew! Well written/experienced.<br />ZQZQhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08521836993023109556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-10863289930403267312015-03-22T14:47:01.335-04:002015-03-22T14:47:01.335-04:00Oh Grace... this poem is so beautiful...it touched...Oh Grace... this poem is so beautiful...it touched my soul!<br />xoxoSanaa Rizvihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06681404650477409830noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-77233136599040630422015-03-22T13:54:26.871-04:002015-03-22T13:54:26.871-04:00Oh the crises and dramas in the ER. Glad to hear ...Oh the crises and dramas in the ER. Glad to hear your daughter wasn't too sick....but oh your images are perfect, 'I vomit the moon's supper <br />burning my stomach & every breath.'<br /><br />Donna@LivingFromHappinessDonnahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13420133886162844400noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-18478684027440408892015-03-22T13:23:36.369-04:002015-03-22T13:23:36.369-04:00Very good writing Grace seems you have captured th...Very good writing Grace seems you have captured the moment descriptively in your poem.ScottlBhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09147326078011352857noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-32412065093720790092015-03-22T10:28:19.245-04:002015-03-22T10:28:19.245-04:00Wow! Sometimes poems are so seamless that it is h...Wow! Sometimes poems are so seamless that it is hard to imagine them as anything but born whole cloth. This is one such. And not your usual sensuality, but deadly--one with a scorpion's sting, a river flowing with true colors as the poison. She dies in childbirth, I imagine, though the child lives. I think that must have provided a glimpse of spring's awakening before the fall.Susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05723639294340760325noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-21370612756760332382015-03-22T08:27:43.769-04:002015-03-22T08:27:43.769-04:00Some gorgeous writing in this very uncomfortable s...Some gorgeous writing in this very uncomfortable series of images--you really did an excellent job of transposing common constructs into unique and focused symbols--I especially love 'lilac wore me,' the flowering stone, and vomiting the moon's supper. Good that you can turn a bad situation to universal account here, Grace.hedgewitchhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13090696134322515899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-61135791956955320442015-03-22T07:46:02.945-04:002015-03-22T07:46:02.945-04:00Gorgeous words for a sombre subject - and they tak...Gorgeous words for a sombre subject - and they take us right inside her thoughts and feelings. Beautifully imagined and beautifully written.Rosemary Nissen-Wadehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05913841031559499568noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-18655679909048585642015-03-22T07:02:55.408-04:002015-03-22T07:02:55.408-04:00i like how you use "flowers" to refer to...i like how you use "flowers" to refer to the lady patient. i liked how well the contrast of the situation and the arrival of spring was played. hope everyone's fine, your daughter... and the family of the other daughter you have written the poem to.totomaihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01805083472267649276noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-81928440314250786812015-03-22T05:51:37.789-04:002015-03-22T05:51:37.789-04:00It is strange how words can turn such grave moment...It is strange how words can turn such grave moments into something beautiful...(in the right poetic hands)...the colours...the imagery and the insight are astounding... i hope you were ok tooJae Rosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11509244123008832611noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-9407389216552277432015-03-22T05:40:51.279-04:002015-03-22T05:40:51.279-04:00pain and fear gripping the mind on the first day o...pain and fear gripping the mind on the first day of spring is truly sad..."rusting my tongue, petrified wood." a perfect end to the poem... Sumana Royhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17333363799083094084noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-72655069222975856192015-03-22T05:05:36.765-04:002015-03-22T05:05:36.765-04:00Still a blessed time to spend the first day of Spr...Still a blessed time to spend the first day of Spring, Grace, knowing your daughter is fine & smiling again. I feel sorry for the unfortunate stories you've heard & left to that hospital. May they finally find the right help to settle good. As always, your phrasing is adorable. Smiles.<br /><br />- ksmkelvin s.m.https://www.blogger.com/profile/02591849636814413110noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-76214014353829285692015-03-22T04:45:26.734-04:002015-03-22T04:45:26.734-04:00So she was seduced and now regrets her actions. It...So she was seduced and now regrets her actions. It was a hard lesson learned but how wise she is now.Old Egghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14727444489103758018noreply@blogger.com