tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post5047528452437680063..comments2024-02-03T14:41:13.330-05:00Comments on Writing Without Paper: Wooden Spoons (Poem)Maureenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13290283101378474845noreply@blogger.comBlogger17125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-68647555097671030882012-07-04T11:16:17.787-04:002012-07-04T11:16:17.787-04:00Oh goodness...I just re-read my comment. Could I ...Oh goodness...I just re-read my comment. Could I possibly have said "wooden" and "spoons" more often in a response? Yeesh, and a typo too. Oh well, suffice to say that I enjoyed your poem very much!Britton Minorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04095446985643011393noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-78120449596845857842012-07-04T10:59:30.174-04:002012-07-04T10:59:30.174-04:00I like poems that use simple objects to take us so...I like poems that use simple objects to take us somewhere else. Wooden spoons are simple enough looking, but carry deeply textured meanings reaching far down into our lives, and in this case, serve as a kind of measure of our lives. This poem is an excellent example of something you do very well.Rob Mustardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09210194364918460896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-11514058723416387802012-07-04T08:04:49.598-04:002012-07-04T08:04:49.598-04:00The rolling of spoons, the feel of them in your ha...The rolling of spoons, the feel of them in your hand and the description of the distinctive woods bedded in a box ... All nicely done.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-9763145490611650122012-07-03T22:24:38.163-04:002012-07-03T22:24:38.163-04:00Thanks for the poem and its contemplation of woode...Thanks for the poem and its contemplation of wooden spoons. <br /><br />I imagine there is a whole history of planetary environmental decline in those spoons, too. All the hardwoods gone and no longer available for such purposes, all the wooden spoons now softer woods, less durable. <br /><br />As a batter eater, though, I have licked more than my share...<br /><br />Thanks for the evocative read!Charles Elliott/Beautyseerhttp://youtu.be/pRsp_2rPaKInoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-24804936707596144592012-07-03T19:39:02.195-04:002012-07-03T19:39:02.195-04:00In the Florida Keys there's a great breakfast/...In the Florida Keys there's a great breakfast/lunch place called the wooden spoon. They have wooden spoons on the wall and they make great french toast. :)ayalahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13243362803799877014noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-40759336910355056292012-07-03T18:41:45.581-04:002012-07-03T18:41:45.581-04:00I especially love "cuts deep into butter it b...I especially love "cuts deep into butter it batters then creams." I, too, mostly use wooden spoons for baking.<br /><br />Charles, I just heard Keith Terry, a body musician, play the spoons!Kathleenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06559881249054540947noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-35515565792191786822012-07-03T18:00:09.424-04:002012-07-03T18:00:09.424-04:00I love the explication at the end. It's perfec...I love the explication at the end. It's perfect:<br />"to show the beauty of the imperfect<br />grain, each fits the shape of what<br /><br />my own hand balances and retains."Beachannyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08638256396472533685noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-39750420227458328632012-07-03T17:02:23.943-04:002012-07-03T17:02:23.943-04:00Maureen, tanks for the continued education in poet...Maureen, tanks for the continued education in poetry. Ekphrastic! Even the term itself gets me excited to try one.<br /><br />Thanks, too, for the prayers last week.Monica Sharmanhttp://monicasharman.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-48128742267364769132012-07-03T17:01:57.311-04:002012-07-03T17:01:57.311-04:00My best friends mother used to call the wooden spo...My best friends mother used to call the wooden spoon the board of education... Very nice images and serenity through the process... lovely poem.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-64416022062877434402012-07-03T16:36:45.120-04:002012-07-03T16:36:45.120-04:00Beautifully hollowed out, burnished, praised and s...Beautifully hollowed out, burnished, praised and sung: a spoon song. xxxjJenne' R. Andrews https://www.blogger.com/profile/15744946229300234443noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-28783956129204024902012-07-03T16:23:24.354-04:002012-07-03T16:23:24.354-04:00Great poem. Reminds me of how Neruda would make po...Great poem. Reminds me of how Neruda would make poems about simple objecs.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-42812830040447815702012-07-03T15:53:47.227-04:002012-07-03T15:53:47.227-04:00Maureen, I love the personality of each wooden gem...Maureen, I love the personality of each wooden gem here! Well written!Hannahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10124956200834969600noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-19384419066031064942012-07-03T15:17:12.077-04:002012-07-03T15:17:12.077-04:00smiles....nice...mom used wooden spoons all the ti...smiles....nice...mom used wooden spoons all the time...we have a few sitting in the utensil holder...mostly for cookie making...i like the simplicity of them...Brian Millerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00722940075884718007noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-90869718968548071262012-07-03T15:10:55.795-04:002012-07-03T15:10:55.795-04:00What a great way of taking something so ordinary, ...What a great way of taking something so ordinary, so everyday and using it metaphorically to highlight difference and value....for me I took your poem to refer to people- we all come in different shapes and sizes - but all have our differences and different talents...very thoughtful and well formed poem....v much enjoyed!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-47521873895621981322012-07-03T15:04:22.881-04:002012-07-03T15:04:22.881-04:00there's a certain magic in wooden spoons...gre...there's a certain magic in wooden spoons...great images maureenClaudiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03011763027311966186noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-86164359060557235592012-07-03T10:51:27.119-04:002012-07-03T10:51:27.119-04:00And one can play them, to create that homespun sou...And one can play them, to create that homespun sound of the kitchen taking flight! Lovely images of so much that's ordinary and too often taken for granted. This reminds me of how much we conform the world to needs and desires. Should I also mention Heidegger's notions of ready-to-hand and present-to-hand? Such attitudes towards life and its utensils.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08784125345525784337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-43034498967428267472012-07-03T10:33:54.304-04:002012-07-03T10:33:54.304-04:00When I was a girl, Inhad a neighbor who would make...When I was a girl, Inhad a neighbor who would make wooden utensils in his garage. He once gave me a wooden spoon...now I'm wondering if I have it somewhere in my mother's old wooden spoons. Delightful poem that sparked fond memories.Britton Minorhttp://thejadedlens.comnoreply@blogger.com