tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377252801421681569.post7490974701114417630..comments2023-10-28T04:53:32.505-07:00Comments on View From The Northern Wall: Absence, The Quiet Unmarked Pathchristopherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04201537517464996231noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377252801421681569.post-38127796096932068032009-06-22T07:54:11.558-07:002009-06-22T07:54:11.558-07:00Linda, thank you for your good wishes. This heart...Linda, thank you for your good wishes. This heart thing is as all else, one day at a time.<br /><br />Rikki, indeed, when poetry marries reality then certain actions may become necessary.christopherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04201537517464996231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377252801421681569.post-10179054993413799182009-06-22T01:28:13.951-07:002009-06-22T01:28:13.951-07:00sometimes you have to keep up with the footprints,...sometimes you have to keep up with the footprints, not just watch them, or they may disappear under the new snow. ~rickRikkijhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10933627704520555139noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377252801421681569.post-24947627875934224702009-06-21T20:06:18.181-07:002009-06-21T20:06:18.181-07:00I am with that first paragraph. It is a natural tr...I am with that first paragraph. It is a natural truth I feel.<br /><br />I hope the illness is in the past and all is well not. <br />LindaLinda S. Sochahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03281672541959206302noreply@blogger.com