tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377252801421681569.post593490016930064287..comments2023-10-28T04:53:32.505-07:00Comments on View From The Northern Wall: Thief, Moonlightchristopherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04201537517464996231noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377252801421681569.post-15860539043604922902009-03-25T02:10:00.000-07:002009-03-25T02:10:00.000-07:00Fantastic!!! If you've read my songs, you will rea...Fantastic!!! If you've read my songs, you will realize that I love such poems/songs with dialogue like lines. Keep writing mate!!!Opaquehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01673267899145564334noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377252801421681569.post-84813190590938828472009-03-24T20:51:00.000-07:002009-03-24T20:51:00.000-07:00Faith, Thank you for leaving your poem here. It f...Faith, Thank you for leaving your poem here. It feels like a prayer. The more I sit with it the deeper it goes. If I were your publisher I would want you to evoke this feeling. It's a winner.<BR/><BR/>As to how you describe Rachel and me, thank you. I am not that sure of that. I hope so. I feel like I reach for the truth. I have no sense that I am pulling from anywhere in particular but I have too much experience to actually try and deny such a thing. Too often in my life some really odd things have happened. I will of course let Rachel speak for herself if she wants.<BR/><BR/>Ghost, I spend my days wondering how near or far you are. When you come here bearing gifts as you often do, my gizzard does a little gesture, and I feel my wings trying to sprout again.christopherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04201537517464996231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377252801421681569.post-25849394502170981002009-03-24T16:04:00.000-07:002009-03-24T16:04:00.000-07:00you're doppleganging you two crazy dopplegangers!<A HREF="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3442/3383680122_d01953bcd0.jpg?v=0" REL="nofollow">you're doppleganging you two crazy dopplegangers!</A>Ghost Dansinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15216056025402469120noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377252801421681569.post-74471709016003357132009-03-24T16:01:00.000-07:002009-03-24T16:01:00.000-07:00All this about dates made me go look at my own blo...All this about dates made me go look at my own blog...I had nothing posted on Dec. 14th!! But on the 15th there was this:<BR/><BR/><BR/><BR/>The stars that shine<BR/>lose their light little by little,<BR/>burning small holes in the sky.<BR/>Eyes upon eyes, they gleam to remember<BR/><BR/>which lost soul did they guide home?<BR/>The straying feet, the stumble in the dark,<BR/>The weary day has left us searching. <BR/><BR/>Searching in the fields the grass so tall<BR/>and rasping against the skin small tears<BR/>that sting and sing remember me I am<BR/>the stars that sing<BR/>again and again we are not alone <BR/>we are one, we are all<BR/>the mist and the ground<BR/>and the moon that rises.<BR/><BR/>oh star shine such light <BR/>such dream the pale<BR/>pale light.<BR/>Bring us home again.<BR/>Let us find our way<BR/><BR/>;-)<BR/><BR/><BR/>And I think that both you and Rachel are archetypal poets... you both reach into the human experience past present and future. It just is so:) You both just scoop!!L.https://www.blogger.com/profile/08030622402438915251noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377252801421681569.post-81321296991255659652009-03-24T13:43:00.000-07:002009-03-24T13:43:00.000-07:00Well, not that you know. It is a really long shot...Well, not that you know. It is a really long shot. You would have to sift through all my poems by date and coordinate with what I did last December 14 or so. Or me, I would have to figure out what you would write yesterday even though I barely knew you then if at all, I forget. Otherwise we are left with the appalling thought that our minds are doppelgangers. Because this is not telepathy alone, it is future or past tense. Somehow I think you reaching into the past is remotely more reasonable than me reaching into the future.christopherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04201537517464996231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377252801421681569.post-81223696145554134592009-03-24T12:24:00.000-07:002009-03-24T12:24:00.000-07:00Christopher, it is a fascinating dialogue! And aga...Christopher, it is a fascinating dialogue! And again, I swear I have not scooped you. ;)<BR/><BR/>Your second poem reminds me of one of my very favourite ritual songs:<BR/><BR/>Beauty of the earth<BR/>white moon on the waters<BR/>you are she whom we find<BR/>at the end of desire.RachelWhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18225401230724459199noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377252801421681569.post-11428884042529184832009-03-24T08:17:00.000-07:002009-03-24T08:17:00.000-07:00Karen, it's the other way around. I wrote this ba...Karen, it's the other way around. I wrote this back in December.christopherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04201537517464996231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377252801421681569.post-20191627198861658672009-03-24T03:08:00.000-07:002009-03-24T03:08:00.000-07:00These are both stand strong in their own right, as...These are both stand strong in their own right, aside from any dialogue, but yes, it's as if you were channeling Rachel!<BR/><BR/>Moonlight has gorgeous imagery.Karenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12003379181294550035noreply@blogger.com