tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709545.post2426836416260758397..comments2023-06-23T07:40:29.749-06:00Comments on following the little god...: New PoemJoyce Ellen Davishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13494251587598676788noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709545.post-12381203690395952412012-02-04T06:05:54.058-07:002012-02-04T06:05:54.058-07:00the drowning woman. most apt. in other fields he r...the drowning woman. most apt. in other fields he runs, free of the body the failed him,silverlighthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01849509928715939847noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709545.post-84107133246867012262011-11-08T10:07:27.619-07:002011-11-08T10:07:27.619-07:00Thanks, favourite writer.Thanks, favourite writer.Rethabilehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03523368313680103826noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709545.post-45915059339684372792011-11-03T22:40:59.917-06:002011-11-03T22:40:59.917-06:00I hope I would be happy to see my ghost rising fro...I hope I would be happy to see my ghost rising from the corners of my eyes. It would mean the spirit gets to trsvel beyond my paltry body. The body becomes paltry in the face of the infinite spirit.christinehttp://christineswint.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709545.post-56981399566354328632011-10-29T14:28:14.057-06:002011-10-29T14:28:14.057-06:00Sorry for the bad spelling. I was excited and in ...Sorry for the bad spelling. I was excited and in too much of a hurry. I will slow down and enjoy this.Kissed-by-the-Windhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05164984091516443877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709545.post-44541597268260730182011-10-29T14:23:07.590-06:002011-10-29T14:23:07.590-06:00Hi Joyce Ellen,
I was look for info on Janapese bo...Hi Joyce Ellen,<br />I was look for info on Janapese bowls and found you. And what a find!!! Your work is wonderful and i am glad to meet you. did you know there is a song called Japanese Bowl by Peter Meyer. google it--I think you find a wonderful fit. Blessings, SueKissed-by-the-Windhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05164984091516443877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709545.post-82270263030814786052011-10-21T21:59:29.686-06:002011-10-21T21:59:29.686-06:00I love it so very much - can identify (too much?) ...I love it so very much - can identify (too much?) Great poem! You express time's grip and the inevitability of an ultimate parting, exquisitely. heart-breakingly.Kay Cookehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01791873464409271216noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709545.post-31006350222929581732011-10-21T16:13:06.974-06:002011-10-21T16:13:06.974-06:00Thanks, Dana and Uma!Thanks, Dana and Uma!Joyce Ellen Davishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13494251587598676788noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709545.post-35452265135611290762011-10-21T14:09:52.511-06:002011-10-21T14:09:52.511-06:00"Go away, death, by another path that is your..."Go away, death, by another path that is your own: do not injure our children or our men...<br /><br />I set up this wall for the living, so that no one else among them will reach this point. Let them live a hundred full autumns and bury death in this hill."<br /><br />The Rig Veda <br /><br />This prayer is for the drowning woman and her children.Umahttp://umaathreya.blogsome.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14709545.post-87119187809738176012011-10-21T13:08:24.543-06:002011-10-21T13:08:24.543-06:00This gave me chills, Joyce.
This whole stanza is ...This gave me chills, Joyce.<br /><br />This whole stanza is -- oh -- so exceptional it makes me ache:<br /><br />The future is light drifting like water, / light emptying itself on the white / beaches of the earth, / on the sidewalks of cities, / <br />at roadsides where the dying watch their own ghosts / rising at the corners of their eyes, / crying out that love, love / will not fade away.Danahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02298235100913678894noreply@blogger.com