tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171487865623213768.post8652528284512534058..comments2024-03-27T06:04:15.604-04:00Comments on The Storialist: What Do You Take Me ForHannah Stephensonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15792203070774504501noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171487865623213768.post-6640478663897733972011-12-13T06:16:33.956-05:002011-12-13T06:16:33.956-05:00The final two stanzas really nail it. A great writ...The final two stanzas really nail it. A great write.Dave Kinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08430484174826768488noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171487865623213768.post-42118929702519167682011-12-12T21:36:16.006-05:002011-12-12T21:36:16.006-05:00As usual, you make me think, when I read your poem...As usual, you make me think, when I read your poems. We react to the light of the moon, thinking that light a comforting friend, but the moon itself is a cold grey stone. We love it for its glow, and the faces it makes; but it's the light that makes it "live."Anniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12588164536314320479noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171487865623213768.post-82669738081549440462011-12-12T13:33:41.590-05:002011-12-12T13:33:41.590-05:00I love the playfulness of this poem and that image...I love the playfulness of this poem and that image. There was a lunar eclipse in the wee hours Saturday morning, did you know?Susan Tinerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11900811284963063686noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171487865623213768.post-9696313475159905702011-12-12T12:07:45.109-05:002011-12-12T12:07:45.109-05:00My goodness, this is so profound...what do we take...My goodness, this is so profound...what do we take each circumstance for...the cat knows and reacts right away as it sees...what a great invitation to check one's perception before one reacts...you are incredible, sorry that I keep saying this to you. : )MrsLittleJeanshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171487865623213768.post-35580793140269442152011-12-12T11:17:43.744-05:002011-12-12T11:17:43.744-05:00Objectivity, sometimes, is no object.
Good read.Objectivity, sometimes, is no object.<br /><br />Good read.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171487865623213768.post-65855197051873940972011-12-12T08:08:41.554-05:002011-12-12T08:08:41.554-05:00Good poem!
"We don't respond to // the t...Good poem!<br /><br />"We don't respond to // the thing; we respond / to what it looks like// to us." The essence of perception and what a mind-bender: what's real, what's not, how do we know? Always has fascinated me.<br /><br />My Westie the other day at the vets barked his head off at a bronze cat perched in the window. Oddly, a bronze dog on the floor got no reaction.Maureenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13290283101378474845noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171487865623213768.post-38573320034741290322011-12-12T07:04:30.876-05:002011-12-12T07:04:30.876-05:00That is so true, Hannah. Everything is colored by ...That is so true, Hannah. Everything is colored by the eyes that are looking.Fireblossomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07040525704916368792noreply@blogger.com