tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346095126971092682.post6162720837334629770..comments2023-09-21T04:05:07.424-07:00Comments on Bound To Me: The Lost Green of My Eyesfinbarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11827038632380967522noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346095126971092682.post-65213810799397664072009-09-02T02:33:19.190-07:002009-09-02T02:33:19.190-07:00perhaps this is a weird way to start commenting on...perhaps this is a weird way to start commenting on a blog, but i want to say that i have been haunted by the lost green of your eyes ever since i read this poem for the first time (and i returned many times to find myself lost again, and unable to break the silence)...Roxanahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05650840495095863057noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346095126971092682.post-50610818191286118532009-08-24T19:11:26.934-07:002009-08-24T19:11:26.934-07:00luna, thank you for the compliment, and i do enjoy...luna, thank you for the compliment, and i do enjoy your work very much.<br /><br />gray as always thank you,<br /><br />avachild, you are making me blush, i am so so glad that my writing has an impact on you, you make it worth while writing.<br /><br />s. you are right, it is waterhouse, he is one of my favorites, and yes the irony of choosing that picture as the illustrative art is not lost. how did i know that you would know??finbarhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11827038632380967522noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346095126971092682.post-26880865844029797902009-08-21T12:43:36.304-07:002009-08-21T12:43:36.304-07:00I believe the art is Waterhouse's Narcissus an...I believe the art is Waterhouse's Narcissus and Echo. I'm wishing it wasn't titled so. Your post is beautifully written, and the art, as art, compliments it very nicely.S.https://www.blogger.com/profile/08309774437346223062noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346095126971092682.post-86211897648407632822009-08-20T12:42:55.318-07:002009-08-20T12:42:55.318-07:00When I read your words. My mind stills. The world ...When I read your words. My mind stills. The world melts away. For a moment I'm able to be still and breath as your words cascade through my thoughts. You are able to weave magic into each letter, commanding them to form a perfect dance across the page. There is so much emotion in your poetry. Instantly, images flicker through my mind as I continue to read, letting myself be drawn deeper. I feel almost sadden when I come to the end. <br />Thank you for sharing these parts of you with all of us.<br /><br />AvaAvachildhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11832599895764963446noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346095126971092682.post-7705627591670428322009-08-18T20:13:44.334-07:002009-08-18T20:13:44.334-07:00So beautifully written.
"I hung crucified ...So beautifully written. <br /><br />"I hung crucified in the moment" <br /><br />*Sighs*Cala Grayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18046583130740952177noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8346095126971092682.post-8498585999358868712009-08-18T19:03:30.182-07:002009-08-18T19:03:30.182-07:00This is lovely. Fluid even.This is lovely. Fluid even.Luna Mauvaisehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18005931883083144043noreply@blogger.com