tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post3090580751820812173..comments2024-02-03T14:41:13.330-05:00Comments on Writing Without Paper: Slant Sun (Poem)Maureenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13290283101378474845noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-52250787699733723002014-11-11T09:21:04.442-05:002014-11-11T09:21:04.442-05:00I blanked on a title, Peggy; your comment is apt. ...I blanked on a title, Peggy; your comment is apt. I'll try to think of another.Maureenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13290283101378474845noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-64815483357303048992014-11-11T09:17:08.705-05:002014-11-11T09:17:08.705-05:00I slipped on "slip"! What fun to see &qu...I slipped on "slip"! What fun to see "slipping on gold" turn into putting on gold gloves. <br />Like your previous poem, this one is a gem of images sliding into and out of each other, assonance holding it all together. <br />(Wondering if a different title might increase the surprises in the poem, by saving "the slant sun" for the final words.)Peggy Rosenthalnoreply@blogger.com