tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post2859220568567337759..comments2024-02-03T14:41:13.330-05:00Comments on Writing Without Paper: Diagnosis (Poem)Maureenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13290283101378474845noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-6185703893723437232012-03-09T12:44:20.827-05:002012-03-09T12:44:20.827-05:00For those of us who know and love Walt, this one g...For those of us who know and love Walt, this one goes deep and settles in the heart. Beautiful expression that I personally found quite comforting. Thank you, Maureen.<br />ShellShellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15057420883043757798noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-20871438612398264182012-03-08T07:47:45.260-05:002012-03-08T07:47:45.260-05:00Very touching, Maureen... I love the ending. It so...Very touching, Maureen... I love the ending. It sounds like your friend Walt has the right kind of attitude.Laurie Kolphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07494759781947881343noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-730361159230789342012-03-06T22:13:56.968-05:002012-03-06T22:13:56.968-05:00That is very, very beautiful. So much support and ...That is very, very beautiful. So much support and healing energy to your friend...Hannah Stephensonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15792203070774504501noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-23124168558123897502012-03-06T22:10:18.157-05:002012-03-06T22:10:18.157-05:00Very powerfully understated, quiet, creating a spa...Very powerfully understated, quiet, creating a space forvthe full magnitude of its meaning to creep into consciousness. Astonishing silence surrounding the entire poem, claiming our attention, attending a form of reverent austerity. Your poem invites us to pray with the objects of your poetic effort.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08784125345525784337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-67973970471075119982012-03-06T21:19:33.184-05:002012-03-06T21:19:33.184-05:00i'm gonna go and check out walt's place.i'm gonna go and check out walt's place.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-43759559778687651002012-03-06T19:54:06.949-05:002012-03-06T19:54:06.949-05:00lol...here i was all seriously contemplating your ...lol...here i was all seriously contemplating your poem and matt...oh my smiles...<br /><br />ugh on the beginning as it is all too real, but then in the measures through the middle...the intimacy of it...i liked much maureenBrian Millerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00722940075884718007noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-82240407593872218642012-03-06T19:44:15.413-05:002012-03-06T19:44:15.413-05:00So deeply moving ... and his story on his site.So deeply moving ... and his story on his site.S. Etolehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01847206680320012887noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-39809510117917294232012-03-06T16:49:13.415-05:002012-03-06T16:49:13.415-05:00Excellent poem. I first misread paints as pants. S...Excellent poem. I first misread paints as pants. So wrong....Matthew Quinnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01458269895642460987noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-24783870872523527292012-03-06T16:06:51.917-05:002012-03-06T16:06:51.917-05:00The before and the after, always intertwined, and ...The before and the after, always intertwined, and too easily forgotten that they are joined in what we have and are. Best thoughts and wishes to your friend--enjoyed the Oliver poem as well.hedgewitchhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13090696134322515899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-82394530882535832162012-03-06T12:18:08.181-05:002012-03-06T12:18:08.181-05:00Exquisite poem, Maureen-- I love:
,,She
still pr...Exquisite poem, Maureen-- I love: <br /><br />,,She<br />still pressed close,<br /><br />her lips honeyed with<br />unknowing, and you,<br /><br />timing how your heart<br />always rests between<br /><br />the rise and fall of her<br />own...<br /><br />A deceptively delicate and vivid piece on this toughest of subjects... xxxjJenne' R. Andrews https://www.blogger.com/profile/15744946229300234443noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-42622254572679724232012-03-06T10:44:41.853-05:002012-03-06T10:44:41.853-05:00This poem is a lovely interior way of coming towar...This poem is a lovely interior way of coming towards the cancer. Just as Walt expressed in his eloquent and heartfelt post, a courageous choice of opening into breath and inspiration instead of closing down in fear. Releasing onto the paper or canvas all of the unknown words and colors that accumulate as the news is processed. Beautiful poem, Maureen.Hollyhttp://www.hollyfriesen.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-80131910323945068852012-03-06T10:42:55.842-05:002012-03-06T10:42:55.842-05:00Oh wow Maureen -- it doesn't even have to be a...Oh wow Maureen -- it doesn't even have to be about cancer -- it is about life, that 'timing how your heart/always rests between/the rise and fall of her/own...<br /><br />Beautiful and evocative.Louise Gallagherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13522775693728655487noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-53435926094529297802012-03-06T07:33:07.674-05:002012-03-06T07:33:07.674-05:00This gets me, in a good way. Of course, I'm a ...This gets me, in a good way. Of course, I'm a sucker for cancer poems. Give my love to Walt.<br /><br />That was a great Mary Oliver poem on his blog, too.Megan Willomehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11494508400178014999noreply@blogger.com