tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post3103509031664586596..comments2024-03-29T10:45:39.020-04:00Comments on everyday amazing: To the hands that laborGracehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02213172239590722747noreply@blogger.comBlogger33125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-89142240861142207542016-03-29T00:49:21.286-04:002016-03-29T00:49:21.286-04:00Knuckles bent by arthritis..
fingers and thumbs th...Knuckles bent by arthritis..<br />fingers and thumbs thick<br />from picking cotton..<br />raising sisters..<br />without a mother..<br />My Grandmother<br />waitresses 12 hours<br />iNhAnd and feat of feet..<br />rest comes early iN her 50's..<br />as my mother takes care<br />of her<br />for<br />rest<br />iN Life..<br />and then those<br />hands paint in her<br />60's.. when her father dies..<br />Hands of change<br />Hands<br />of work<br />and Art Free..:)Katie Mia Frederickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01336627766755378406noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-3927327143714438472016-03-22T02:03:59.301-04:002016-03-22T02:03:59.301-04:00Lovely homage to the labor of women. Very real. V...Lovely homage to the labor of women. Very real. Very moving. Wendy Bourkehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09475940407969993348noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-46040586263064718282016-03-17T21:54:44.579-04:002016-03-17T21:54:44.579-04:00This poem is so moving, Grace. What a great deal o...This poem is so moving, Grace. What a great deal of love pours forth from such hands and this poem. ♥Hannahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10124956200834969600noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-40782962430651849882016-03-17T19:38:36.460-04:002016-03-17T19:38:36.460-04:00Hands say so much, and I like the different things...Hands say so much, and I like the different things they express in your poem, Grace. The ending is very touching.Lupitahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18359596680407293830noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-41789051146960376712016-03-17T10:34:11.963-04:002016-03-17T10:34:11.963-04:00"Though your skin has hardened
like thick map..."Though your skin has hardened<br />like thick maple sugar in old jar <br />they are ivory feathers on cheeks<br />and tousled heads at night"<br /><br />If that is not an apt imagery of familiar love, I know not what is. What a beautiful write.Raivennehttp://raivenne.com/2016/03/16/do-you-hear-me-now/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-43181369345233348232016-03-17T04:12:56.093-04:002016-03-17T04:12:56.093-04:00The variety of form and function of the hands in y...The variety of form and function of the hands in your poem is delightful.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-91542802692264023922016-03-16T18:47:22.577-04:002016-03-16T18:47:22.577-04:00Quite beautiful, Grace. Working with the elderly, ...Quite beautiful, Grace. Working with the elderly, I've always love to contemplate hands and all they have done over the years.Victoriahttp://liv2write2day.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-91783747497425750192016-03-16T18:11:23.109-04:002016-03-16T18:11:23.109-04:00What a beautiful tribute to hands that work hard a...What a beautiful tribute to hands that work hard and love tenderlyAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-2909792880896074452016-03-16T16:44:51.430-04:002016-03-16T16:44:51.430-04:00A good reminder that our hands are never idle, whe...A good reminder that our hands are never idle, whether working, loving, or caring for others. I enjoyed reading this lovely poem very much.ghostmmnchttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16463509569970002409noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-73616423330872536062016-03-16T13:00:43.451-04:002016-03-16T13:00:43.451-04:00This is wonderful. I especially love the skin thic...This is wonderful. I especially love the skin thickened like maple sugar in an old jar that is light as feathers on tousled heads. Sherry Blue Skyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10769154286598233146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-22739151033178753092016-03-16T12:40:57.421-04:002016-03-16T12:40:57.421-04:00The way you wrote this was stunning Grace, I enjoy...The way you wrote this was stunning Grace, I enjoyed and digested it like a fine meal.Bekkie Sanchezhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16300001421561443693noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-59134665360181038682016-03-16T10:59:59.892-04:002016-03-16T10:59:59.892-04:00How mothers sacrifice. They slog and sweat for the...How mothers sacrifice. They slog and sweat for the family until it 'crinkles a map of delicate veins' of the hands. How very true Grace! Brilliantly dealt with here!<br /><br />Hankkaykualahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03240206222973305395noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-4030389533883609442016-03-16T08:35:07.974-04:002016-03-16T08:35:07.974-04:00Hands can be so many things. Love how you showed h...Hands can be so many things. Love how you showed how those hands hardened by hard work can also be the same hands that give a soft touch of love. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05126230685516232230noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-147330972782545602016-03-16T08:30:51.917-04:002016-03-16T08:30:51.917-04:00A wonderful tour of a life through hands.A wonderful tour of a life through hands.Sabio Lantzhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12963476276106907984noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-25273837567457113812016-03-16T07:09:22.250-04:002016-03-16T07:09:22.250-04:00Thanks for this rose. I claim it. :)Thanks for this rose. I claim it. :)Lux G.https://www.blogger.com/profile/00557863683608790087noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-59606711661781591422016-03-16T04:56:28.790-04:002016-03-16T04:56:28.790-04:00A beautiful use of metaphor: hands as cups, stick ...A beautiful use of metaphor: hands as cups, stick and stones. My favourite lines are:<br />Though your skin has hardened<br />like thick maple sugar in old jar <br />they are ivory feathers on cheeks<br />and tousled heads at night<br />Kim M. Russellhttp://writinginnorthnorfolk.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-834906693021072652016-03-15T22:25:06.177-04:002016-03-15T22:25:06.177-04:00I was especially touched when in your last stanza ...I was especially touched when in your last stanza you use "sister." To me it's a testament to all women everywhere who toil and sacrifice so much and yet don't see it as a sacrifice at all. Love the tender "haiku" at the end...just so lovely.Bodhirosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12630769135515322096noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-22610961528792909432016-03-15T21:22:41.439-04:002016-03-15T21:22:41.439-04:00This is beautiful! I could picture not only these ...This is beautiful! I could picture not only these hands but the life they've lived as well. Peace, Linda AnotherFearlessYear.nethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11189052349065089513noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-12815095931459479902016-03-15T21:22:31.528-04:002016-03-15T21:22:31.528-04:00This is beautiful! I could picture not only these ...This is beautiful! I could picture not only these hands but the life they've lived as well. Peace, Linda AnotherFearlessYear.nethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11189052349065089513noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-56496533149380049792016-03-15T19:50:31.074-04:002016-03-15T19:50:31.074-04:00What a fine tribute you have written to hard worki...What a fine tribute you have written to hard working hands!Maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07366010389846904663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-41263471933267990152016-03-15T19:50:28.761-04:002016-03-15T19:50:28.761-04:00There is much to love in working hands and the peo...There is much to love in working hands and the people who wield them. There is much to love in these words. Thanks for sharing them, Grace!Walter J. Wojtanikhttp://wojisme.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-48698701136091133462016-03-15T18:21:25.167-04:002016-03-15T18:21:25.167-04:00Though your skin has hardened
like thick maple sug...Though your skin has hardened<br />like thick maple sugar in old jar <br /><br />Such a beautiful & poignant image.Sanaa Rizvihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06681404650477409830noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-33122505473205524432016-03-15T18:10:41.792-04:002016-03-15T18:10:41.792-04:00What a beautiful tribute to hands that labor with ...What a beautiful tribute to hands that labor with sacrificial love!lynn__https://www.blogger.com/profile/03991892804149727665noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-24895099390778093672016-03-15T18:03:38.788-04:002016-03-15T18:03:38.788-04:00I love the element of family here...I love the element of family here...Pleasant Streethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00060701245925637719noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-79538836638883144052016-03-15T17:19:43.339-04:002016-03-15T17:19:43.339-04:00This is such a clever, smart poem. The idea of han...This is such a clever, smart poem. The idea of hands as both containing and holding us, our history... but also, at the same time, holding us back. Great job. Matthew Henningsenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05561605742904573649noreply@blogger.com