tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post7609327939178635947..comments2024-02-03T14:41:13.330-05:00Comments on Writing Without Paper: Witness the Withering (Poem)Maureenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13290283101378474845noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-14639803617993714212012-08-25T14:11:20.957-04:002012-08-25T14:11:20.957-04:00"the way a weak wrist fails a hand"--Tha..."the way a weak wrist fails a hand"--That is striking. Especially since tree limbs look like arms.Megan Willomehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11494508400178014999noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-41037415066588678032012-08-20T10:24:21.390-04:002012-08-20T10:24:21.390-04:00wow -- you've captured the world outside my wi...wow -- you've captured the world outside my window!Louise Gallagherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13522775693728655487noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-23643307378004149572012-08-19T18:41:34.857-04:002012-08-19T18:41:34.857-04:00A striking picture of the changing season.A striking picture of the changing season.S. Etolehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01847206680320012887noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-12506944808969169152012-08-19T17:55:04.307-04:002012-08-19T17:55:04.307-04:00Wonderful description of the leaves. I enjoy shari...Wonderful description of the leaves. I enjoy sharing poems this way! I keeps me going all winter.Lorna Cahallhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12119513840378599480noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-68529959695965823502012-08-19T16:30:06.380-04:002012-08-19T16:30:06.380-04:00Very cool (ahem) poem.
I especially liked the m...Very cool (ahem) poem. <br /><br />I especially liked the middle stanza: <br /><br />Heat sours early morning air, dully clips the breeze<br />of rhythm, pronounces the sky's metallic canvas<br />a mockery of unworked clouds.<br /><br /><br />We taste fall in those browning leaves - first to fail unhealthiest ones- all true and the use of the wrist a very intense interesting perspective - all works well. <br /><br />K. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-32711236000749939472012-08-19T15:43:36.571-04:002012-08-19T15:43:36.571-04:00Hmm, I like the opening
"Leaves jump-suited ...Hmm, I like the opening <br />"Leaves jump-suited in brown-stained uniforms<br />signal the fall the way a weak wrist fails the hand."<br /><br />and the last stanza tooSue Juddhttp://suejudd.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-54919456871418250152012-08-19T14:39:13.671-04:002012-08-19T14:39:13.671-04:00wow...those first two lines are tight maureen...th...wow...those first two lines are tight maureen...the turning of the backs as well....and that last bit on the fire...yes its been a long hot one...Brian Millerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00722940075884718007noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-15967123816943468312012-08-19T14:31:56.954-04:002012-08-19T14:31:56.954-04:00All the personification here works strikingly and ...All the personification here works strikingly and makes the season and its fraying an interior as well as exterior event, part of us, as we witness the dull and slow degrading of spring into winter. The ending couplet balances things perfectly.hedgewitchhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13090696134322515899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-249308692965021692012-08-19T14:07:06.513-04:002012-08-19T14:07:06.513-04:00heat even in the morning air...
that's itheat even in the morning air...<br />that's itAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com