tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450087739317969489.post8207563796604221274..comments2023-06-11T06:38:39.879-04:00Comments on Child of a Frosty Morning: Musings of a Well-Traveled Southerner: Hark, what light...Carolina Lintheadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16335905555994442416noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450087739317969489.post-76634970244216159002012-03-06T23:44:02.546-05:002012-03-06T23:44:02.546-05:00I have nothing to add to what was said, except it&...I have nothing to add to what was said, except it's another poem I had to read aloud and savor.JeannetteLShttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13528285846408727632noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450087739317969489.post-5297647267833548312012-02-26T11:53:02.497-05:002012-02-26T11:53:02.497-05:00Another beautiful one. I love shedding the excess...Another beautiful one. I love shedding the excess and lost light to gain longevity.NCmountainwomanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00615765649828716560noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450087739317969489.post-75627070154107833322012-02-24T05:49:08.287-05:002012-02-24T05:49:08.287-05:00I love the language and form that hsrkens back to ...I love the language and form that hsrkens back to formal odes. The details make this poem beautiful.Karenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12003379181294550035noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450087739317969489.post-654751802966070442012-02-23T22:21:01.609-05:002012-02-23T22:21:01.609-05:00Edna St. Vee would be proud...my candle burns at b...Edna St. Vee would be proud...my candle burns at both ends...Tess Kincaidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04889725786678984293noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450087739317969489.post-87743579494392388532012-02-23T14:56:50.591-05:002012-02-23T14:56:50.591-05:00At least for a moment, you slowed "time in he...At least for a moment, you slowed "time in her winged chariot" by making us think about how to live in the face of brevity.The Carriage Househttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08584826890383562788noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450087739317969489.post-90773089787603450362012-02-23T14:51:00.982-05:002012-02-23T14:51:00.982-05:00A ray of light is a promise of spring. I love the ...A ray of light is a promise of spring. I love the way your poem connects everything to the source. My favorite words are,'crunchy knowledge'. Thanks for the opportunity to bask in your verses, one more time. =D This is a beautiful poem, Michael.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03241402645242821612noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450087739317969489.post-17952568900160203882012-02-23T14:11:04.493-05:002012-02-23T14:11:04.493-05:00Like an incantation, or prayer in many ways. "...Like an incantation, or prayer in many ways. "I pour my heart out ..."<br /><br />A real beaut, Michael!Kat Mortensenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16877694888419628533noreply@blogger.com