tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post1861855111234363817..comments2024-02-03T14:41:13.330-05:00Comments on Writing Without Paper: Brokered Words (Poem)Maureenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13290283101378474845noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-10845570329109402192013-11-28T05:10:19.879-05:002013-11-28T05:10:19.879-05:00"Claim what is restless / to last" - tha..."Claim what is restless / to last" - that, I think, is what must be brokered in the advancing boreal of age. Love here is the poem, the most difficult of makings when everything becomes more difficult. Fine stuff - BrendanAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-66943685593851501782013-11-28T01:56:27.727-05:002013-11-28T01:56:27.727-05:00Such a strong use of imagery and rhythm. Loved it....Such a strong use of imagery and rhythm. Loved it.Pealogichttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06369877267076357849noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-65793464439540308852013-11-27T06:32:32.906-05:002013-11-27T06:32:32.906-05:00Beautifully penned.Beautifully penned.ayalahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13243362803799877014noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-17774158242158792882013-11-27T05:20:29.462-05:002013-11-27T05:20:29.462-05:00Beautiful poem - the line breaks work especially w...Beautiful poem - the line breaks work especially well for me - they give me pause, time to think, room to breathe...Marina Sofiahttp://findingtimetowrite.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-17396284667406762013-11-27T01:20:57.557-05:002013-11-27T01:20:57.557-05:00Love as it matures and silvers...beautifully writt...Love as it matures and silvers...beautifully written.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-33235762319258948072013-11-26T21:57:57.845-05:002013-11-26T21:57:57.845-05:00"and your breath, exhausting" Sweet line..."and your breath, exhausting" Sweet line, playful interpretations on the word exhausting, a pun, a double meaning, something to ponder -- hallmark of a good line.gila_monhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03242200331389303203noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-39109004650127258022013-11-26T20:06:31.103-05:002013-11-26T20:06:31.103-05:00Beautifully crafted. This part is my favorite: &qu...Beautifully crafted. This part is my favorite: "even as your sight<br /><br />like a snow cloud thickens,<br />and your breath, exhausting<br /><br />its missed but heart-paced<br />rhythms,"author.nara.malonehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07159847596372441526noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-75408540195105805932013-11-26T19:51:52.863-05:002013-11-26T19:51:52.863-05:00"your nights, murmurous
discontents, startli..."your nights, murmurous<br /><br />discontents, startling<br />their way into your deepening<br /><br />sleep."<br /><br />I know this feeling all too well, especially when it comes to love. Beautifully expressed poem. Alex Dissinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01469434538735231477noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-35858453529410304322013-11-26T16:20:09.526-05:002013-11-26T16:20:09.526-05:00thinking about the crush of fast pace today
longin...thinking about the crush of fast pace today<br />longing for the still, for myself, for you, for us all...HisFireFlyhttp://hisfirefly.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-79620874534689444142013-11-26T16:11:38.475-05:002013-11-26T16:11:38.475-05:00Powerful opening line, then softens. Perfect title...Powerful opening line, then softens. Perfect title, and really love this:<br /><br />"your breath, exhausting<br /><br />its missed but heart-paced<br />rhythms, catches on these"<br />Lindahttp://lindamanning.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-43284992988619430562013-11-26T15:53:57.525-05:002013-11-26T15:53:57.525-05:00Maureen this is beautiful, thank you.Maureen this is beautiful, thank you.Laurahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15349928247626849914noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-55440365649265565712013-11-26T15:53:44.868-05:002013-11-26T15:53:44.868-05:00Maureen this is beautiful, thank you.Maureen this is beautiful, thank you.Laurahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15349928247626849914noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-18749725665720876872013-11-26T15:51:45.615-05:002013-11-26T15:51:45.615-05:00Love your use of metaphors in this ... the kill, t...Love your use of metaphors in this ... the kill, the frost... and then into aging... very nice writing Maureen..brudberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12563403553536472377noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-7237183258961005992013-11-26T11:48:29.427-05:002013-11-26T11:48:29.427-05:00Love how "the kill" is chilling, but the...Love how "the kill" is chilling, but then is softened by the hope of the rhymed "still."<br /> I'm past those "too-late middle years," but I identify with the whole poem… especially "your nights, murmurous/ discontents."Peggy Rosenthalnoreply@blogger.com