tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post7339528036634900046..comments2024-02-03T14:41:13.330-05:00Comments on Writing Without Paper: Love at the Five 'n Diner/Forget White Linens (Diner Poems)Maureenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13290283101378474845noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-89153599501269488522012-10-17T10:57:51.198-04:002012-10-17T10:57:51.198-04:00Fascinating, Maureen. A very creative take, and a ...Fascinating, Maureen. A very creative take, and a great theme to explore, as you've done so well here.hedgewitchhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13090696134322515899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-23794668579909612792012-10-16T23:05:16.052-04:002012-10-16T23:05:16.052-04:00Oh my goodness! Both of these diner pieces speak ...Oh my goodness! Both of these diner pieces speak to a place and time and feeling all their own. You take us there, where the coffee's strong, the food is hot and the clientell is on a first name basis.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12460881702249079009noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-84169049010361530812012-10-16T22:51:44.466-04:002012-10-16T22:51:44.466-04:00see..now you have me all hungry...for food and for...see..now you have me all hungry...for food and for poetry...smiles..really cool write maureenClaudiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03011763027311966186noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-44446271831959312472012-10-16T17:36:17.083-04:002012-10-16T17:36:17.083-04:00smiles. i really like the first...the five n diner...smiles. i really like the first...the five n diner...been in places similar...and i like how you get into his character....the structure as well with the waitress commentary in between....fun read maureen....Brian Millerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00722940075884718007noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-5568778831933681412012-10-16T15:47:34.965-04:002012-10-16T15:47:34.965-04:00Seems Blogger liked your post so much it repeated ...Seems Blogger liked your post so much it repeated it three times. Will check to make sure at least one with your link stays here, Matt. Thank you again.Maureenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13290283101378474845noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-34137619646401943102012-10-16T15:45:27.874-04:002012-10-16T15:45:27.874-04:00This comment has been removed by the author.Maureenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13290283101378474845noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-5810805392162347072012-10-16T15:45:26.095-04:002012-10-16T15:45:26.095-04:00My friend Matthew Kreider has a little trouble lea...My friend Matthew Kreider has a little trouble leaving his link here. No matter. Here's Matt's poem to enjoy:<br /><br />http://matthewkreider.com/2012/10/16/diner-poem-tonights-special/<br /><br />Thank you so much for 'Tonight's Special', Matt.Maureenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13290283101378474845noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-58909679223016376092012-10-16T15:44:22.672-04:002012-10-16T15:44:22.672-04:00Deborah,
I've been reading the NYTimes series...Deborah,<br /><br />I've been reading the NYTimes series. It is a great read, and so captures the feeling in the town.<br /><br />Love your found poem. You picked up many of the wonderful details in the Sunday post. Thank you so much for joining us today.Maureenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13290283101378474845noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-601652012855523282012-10-16T15:13:32.787-04:002012-10-16T15:13:32.787-04:00Several lines in a Sunday's NY Times by Dan Ba...Several lines in a Sunday's NY Times by Dan Barry re: a diner in Elyria, Ohio, struck me as poetic. The article itself is pretty terrific, and I couldn't resist seeing if I could weave chosen lines into a 'found poem.' Here it is:<br /><br />DONNA'S DINER<br /><br />Donna wears her blond hair in a ponytail<br /> and frames her hazel eyes with black-rimmed glasses <br /> smudged with grill grease. <br /><br />She knows to give turkey bacon to the retired judge with heart problems, <br /> and to cut a slice of lemon meringue pie for the woman <br />who bangs on the door with her walker, <br /> the cranky woman who wants to know what’s so good <br /> about the morning.<br /><br />Donna knows what it means to lose sleep,<br />To wake each day to a new set of worries <br /> – lunch specials and rising bills, forgotten orders and returned meals.<br /><br />The image of a woman hunting through the park’s garbage <br /> for cans to redeem <br />mingles with the sunlight painting the treetops of Ely Square.<br /><br />The fresh aroma of coffee face-slaps the air.<br />Soon the regulars will saunter in,<br /> pick up where they left off yesterday.<br />The talk will continue as yolk stains harden and refills turn tepid.<br /><br />There is no time for Donna to daydream.<br />Sometimes, though,<br />She imagines taking a drive to Lake Erie,<br />Just to sit on a bench,<br />Gaze into the undulating blue,<br />Clear her head.<br />Consider the judge’s advice:<br />Donna, how about it?<br />Close up the diner,<br /> come across the street to the new courthouse, <br /> run the cafeteria: five days a week, a steady stream of customers,<br /> no worries about utilities.<br /><br />There is no time for Donna to wonder.<br /> Ike Maxwell wanders in looking for food or money, <br /> she knows just what to do.<br /> Ike Maxwell beaten on the head with a baseball bat 30 years ago. <br /><br />Anyone comes in asking for a job<br /> she leads them right to the grill,<br />To see if they can flip a frying egg.<br /> <br />She will save some perch on Fridays for Gloria and Forrest.<br /><br />She will put down the mound of mail in the back-room makeshift office,<br />get back to the kitchen: <br />You can lose yourself in the stirring of a sauce<br />You can nourish others and make things seem better,<br /> if only for a little while.Deborah Battermanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08323806344051047240noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-5440325530777007882012-10-16T14:36:52.320-04:002012-10-16T14:36:52.320-04:00Thanks for the suggestion, Kathleen, and for your ...Thanks for the suggestion, Kathleen, and for your generous comments.<br /><br />Louise, will we see a diner poem from you? Surely, Calgary has one?Maureenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13290283101378474845noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-16660946296845262712012-10-16T13:57:58.618-04:002012-10-16T13:57:58.618-04:00Oh, you made both these diners come completely to ...Oh, you made both these diners come completely to life--you created time and space. Hey, you and your fellow inspired diner poets might want to send unpublished extras to the new magazine, the museum of americana!!Kathleenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06559881249054540947noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639339699258439249.post-89155058620030161732012-10-16T10:10:41.468-04:002012-10-16T10:10:41.468-04:00Oh how you inspire me!
This is all fabulous.
Go...Oh how you inspire me!<br /><br />This is all fabulous. <br /><br />Good enough to eat!<br /><br />Louise Gallagherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13522775693728655487noreply@blogger.com