Friday, April 4



10 comments:

  1. I like "crossing a line I hadn't even known had stood..."

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  2. I wonder if we ever know where the line is until we cross it..

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  3. interesting. i am not exactly sure how to take this...
    i am thinking perhaps they are learning to read...and now they have that power
    because that power is so great.

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  4. Oh, is it reading, as Brian said? I thought it was a little more omnious with the bone white sheets and sweat.

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  5. I've long thought that a single moment in time--NOW!--is Eternity. Don't know why.
    Somethings says to me that you are not the one who
    "stood aside...astounde...amazed..." Betting you are one who would join in the fray, without even thinking.
    But you DO think as you write. I like your note paper, but it is NOT bone white.--grin!

    Thank you for visiting my blog, and commenting.

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  6. i take it as if the book manages to connect two people that have emotionally separated in a way... hey... literature can do that... it's amazing, isn't it

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    1. You got it! That's exactly what this poem is about...

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  7. I am curious to see what is written in the book ~ Intriguing lines ~

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    1. If you look very carefully, behind the poem is the cover of the book. :-)

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  8. Very unique write! Literature was what bonded my mother and father.....until his alcoholism tore apart even that last page of their book together. Powerful to think on these things you stir....

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