tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171487865623213768.post3173596783430601854..comments2024-03-27T06:04:15.604-04:00Comments on The Storialist: Land Tells You of Its CompositionHannah Stephensonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15792203070774504501noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171487865623213768.post-76087047097171516082010-01-22T11:19:07.308-05:002010-01-22T11:19:07.308-05:00"This information is collected without though..."This information is collected without thought." "Land tells you of its composition as it touches the bottom of your boot." I love poems of yours like these, that help the reader find delight in the everyday, helping us to "see" what we barely recognize, but could.Anniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12588164536314320479noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171487865623213768.post-56024084062540386742010-01-13T15:13:15.477-05:002010-01-13T15:13:15.477-05:00This poem makes me think of the first time I took ...This poem makes me think of the first time I took Lily to the beach and she put her paws into the sand and I watched her learn from its composition. Thanks for rekindling that memory.La Belette Rougehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05686717070120116918noreply@blogger.com