tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post7759287502121272950..comments2024-02-03T14:41:13.330-05:00Comments on Writing Without Paper: Out of Touch (Poem)Maureenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13290283101378474845noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-65403062555816234702011-06-20T23:17:11.645-04:002011-06-20T23:17:11.645-04:00I believe this is my first pleasure to read one of...I believe this is my first pleasure to read one of your posts. Very elegant and well stated. Excellent visuals and kept my creative attention from start to finish. A lot of oohs and ahhs for me reading this. You have skill.Henry Clemmonshttp://henryclemmonspoet.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-andela.htmlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-60300044961335183062011-06-19T22:56:47.950-04:002011-06-19T22:56:47.950-04:00Powerful. never look below your surface, hardened,...Powerful. never look below your surface, hardened, never see what signs can crowd out meaning... I really liked this. Last line is amazing.Patriciahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00991524097486901864noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-55758965892232312182011-06-19T21:39:58.786-04:002011-06-19T21:39:58.786-04:00leaving like us just tracks in the snow....beautif...leaving like us just tracks in the snow....beautiful Maureen...bkmsigned...bkmhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03558304976280070986noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-2291831848716054582011-06-19T21:05:24.954-04:002011-06-19T21:05:24.954-04:00Loved the tracks in the snow. Great angle on this ...Loved the tracks in the snow. Great angle on this photo. Nice flow to your poem.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-36277634388136294932011-06-19T16:07:24.615-04:002011-06-19T16:07:24.615-04:00First hitting me from this: your invaluable empath...First hitting me from this: your invaluable empathy-- leave it to you to think first of the maker, the artist, the one who needs, yearns, and dreams. Beautiful and tender, Maureen. xjJenne' R. Andrews https://www.blogger.com/profile/15744946229300234443noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-12015362242728514402011-06-19T15:36:02.609-04:002011-06-19T15:36:02.609-04:00I appreciate the pacing of your poem, seems an ant...I appreciate the pacing of your poem, seems an antithesis to how I imagine graffiti artist's painting...<br /><br />(and again, that could be entirely my perception.)<br /><br />Grand to find you here, at One Stop, as well as at #trust30.Julie Jordan Scotthttp://juliejordanscott.typepad.com/jjspoetry/2011/06/hissing-blue-adrenaline-one-stop-poetry-sunday-challenge-.htmlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-89029937490462871902011-06-19T15:27:34.615-04:002011-06-19T15:27:34.615-04:00Final line really drives home the point of the tit...Final line really drives home the point of the title. Looking below the surface and sorting through signs... meaningful, as is the way the structure enhances message; for instance "see what signs can crowd /<br />out meaning, leaving you," The "out meaning" on a new line separates from the crowd. Very well crafted poem, Maureen.dustushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07796500077556153584noreply@blogger.com