tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5474566446391728432.post601523048477418748..comments2023-11-03T05:59:46.763-04:00Comments on Keeping Secrets: Consider the LiliesKarenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12003379181294550035noreply@blogger.comBlogger36125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5474566446391728432.post-85955760386988017022009-10-09T19:37:01.153-04:002009-10-09T19:37:01.153-04:00Your writing is like nature; it captures fleeting ...Your writing is like nature; it captures fleeting moments in a unique way. As an artist, one of my first influences was Monet's famous impressionistic painting "Water Lilies". As I "consider" I think of him and so much more. Your phrasing "consider" works well here in this piece to involve us in this pondering process.<br /><br />gel (different blog, same "gel".)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5474566446391728432.post-4128352692914200142009-10-07T20:56:05.273-04:002009-10-07T20:56:05.273-04:00Thanks, John!Thanks, John!Karenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12003379181294550035noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5474566446391728432.post-1826911521120818502009-10-07T19:21:01.753-04:002009-10-07T19:21:01.753-04:00A wonderful description remixed by your words in a...A wonderful description remixed by your words in a interesting new light.Johnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07774058959178034129noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5474566446391728432.post-9543946137583488722009-10-06T20:58:17.850-04:002009-10-06T20:58:17.850-04:00Ani - But you consider it now, do you not? Memory ...Ani - But you consider it now, do you not? Memory - imagination - reality - who cares? Thinking makes it.<br /><br />willow - And I love that little verse! Welcome, and thanks for dropping that thought here.<br /><br />Mairi - Thanks, Mairi. I've noticed you haven't been around much, either, but I think from some of your comments and recent poems, we may both be busy with some of the same sorts of obligations.Karenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12003379181294550035noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5474566446391728432.post-70442974095554763852009-10-06T20:21:33.584-04:002009-10-06T20:21:33.584-04:00Glad to read o over at Dave K's - that it'...Glad to read o over at Dave K's - that it's just busyness causing your lower profile. If this is what your time is being spent on we won't complain. Much.Sheilahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11908332538776254864noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5474566446391728432.post-66193492725055493252009-10-06T11:34:48.860-04:002009-10-06T11:34:48.860-04:00Nobody else but the rose bush knows, how nice mud ...Nobody else but the rose bush knows, how nice mud feels between the toes.<br /><br />I love that toe sucking mud!Tess Kincaidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04889725786678984293noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5474566446391728432.post-50743213337709867992009-10-06T09:08:46.381-04:002009-10-06T09:08:46.381-04:00We too had a pond near the house I grew up. Its dr...We too had a pond near the house I grew up. Its dried up now. But I have so many memories of it. The pond took it all... the tears of hurt, the laughter of friendship, the heavy stones of expectations, lonely sticks of sadness... we threw them all in... and now its dry.Aniket Thakkarhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18311954967682696734noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5474566446391728432.post-15202880811359144572009-10-05T21:40:16.118-04:002009-10-05T21:40:16.118-04:00I came via a link on The Clarity of Night. I'm...I came via a link on The Clarity of Night. I'm glad to have found my way here.Nevine Sultanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08794887684860140819noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5474566446391728432.post-54762695757116513872009-10-05T20:51:43.615-04:002009-10-05T20:51:43.615-04:00Rose Marie - Thank you for taking the time for con...Rose Marie - Thank you for taking the time for considerations. This poem is a reminder to myself to do just that.<br /><br />Mairi - So often I forget to really see and think about the important things in my life. Busy-ness replaces appreciation. I think I am not alone in this affliction, but I'm trying to cure myself. <br /><br />Nevine - I don't know how you found your way here, but I'm happy to welcome you, and I thank you for your comment.Karenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12003379181294550035noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5474566446391728432.post-21723456942593655412009-10-05T19:12:06.201-04:002009-10-05T19:12:06.201-04:00"The floating moon..." I can't resis..."The floating moon..." I can't resist. This is creative and beautiful to the imagination. Your imagery is magnificent!Nevine Sultanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08794887684860140819noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5474566446391728432.post-14305150687637844052009-10-05T12:04:20.204-04:002009-10-05T12:04:20.204-04:00It's the quiet admonishment of those extra con...It's the quiet admonishment of those extra considers that got me first. And then consider, and consider too. Certainly we need reminding.Sheilahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11908332538776254864noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5474566446391728432.post-76271800296421292042009-10-05T00:23:23.490-04:002009-10-05T00:23:23.490-04:00"Consider now the lilies of the field
And the..."Consider now the lilies of the field<br />And then consider, too, the field itself,"<br /><br />You invite entry to all considerations - the giving, the receiving, the interplay of nature and our conscious participation in its beauty, its wonder, its magnetic draw to our sensibilities. I considered, as you so poetically suggest and held to the delight of your reverie. Thank you dear Karen.Rose Marie Raccioppihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12327247225256540829noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5474566446391728432.post-76722042337079916002009-10-04T20:39:18.605-04:002009-10-04T20:39:18.605-04:00Kaye - Thank you. I always look forward to your co...Kaye - Thank you. I always look forward to your comments.<br /><br />Rick - What a lovely thought - two tickets on that floating moon. I'm with you on that one!<br /><br />Vesper - Thank you. I can't imagine living where I couldn't share in nature's gifts. I'm grateful to find kindred spirits here.<br /><br />Kat - Thank you for your comments on the form and language. That's the fun part of poetry, don't you think?<br /><br />sZelsofa - Your words are not clumsy at all. I'm quite touched that you this poem evokes that feeling in you. Thank you.<br /><br />jorc - I dread to think of the things we actually do sow - too many things that destroy this beautiful planet. What do we sow? Good question, dear jorc.<br /><br />Julie and joaquin - I hope you don't mind that I'm combining this response, but I want to say the same thing to you both. I almost don't know what to say! I'm a little overwhelmed by your comments. Your words are always too generous, but they truly warm my spirit. Your close reading is a gift to the writer - in this case, to me - and I thank you both for that gift. <br /><br />Chris - I am so glad to have made your acquaintance. Whether you write about Harleys or Menopause, (or your AWARD-WINNING Fire on the Mountain), your work is good! Thank you for reading and commenting here.<br /><br />Dave - Thanks for the honesty on the last three lines. I will take a look at them and probably work and rework them. Somehow, their rhythm makes perfect sense to me when I read them, but I'm probably reading my own mind. I appreciate your comments.<br /><br />Margaret - Sometimes, I think we just need to remind ourselves! Thank you!<br /><br />Aine - Life is Beautiful! Thanks for coming by and commenting.<br /><br />Calli - Thanks, friend!<br /><br />Sarah - It's nice to hear from you again, but I know how consuming blogging can be, and I know how busy you are with the family and your writing. You stun me with your writing every time you post something.<br /><br />Thank you for the compliments on the sound and rhythm of my work. I think that's the fun of poetry. Thanks, too, for your very kind comments on meaning and form. I appreciate your taking the time to tell me this.Karenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12003379181294550035noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5474566446391728432.post-63859063912220049912009-10-04T19:43:09.755-04:002009-10-04T19:43:09.755-04:00Karen, I've been absent far too long. But I&#...Karen, I've been absent far too long. But I've been reading your work on a reader, and have been many times stunned by your talent throughout my long silence. ;) I won't comment on all the poems, but do know that they each meant something to me. <br /><br />You marry meaning and language so effortlessly, so well. The delight I take in the sound and rhythm of your words in my mind <i>shows</i> me how to take pleasure from the moment, in the same way that the mud sucked at your toes. <br /><br />I always love your nature meditations. You never reach too hard. You let the moment flow over you, like water over stones. The images here are gorgeous--I particularly loved the moon's light, and what it evoked in you. <br /><br />Every world is deep, when our eyes are as open as yours.Sarah Hinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13888406261817690010noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5474566446391728432.post-46898895534337582512009-10-03T08:55:56.421-04:002009-10-03T08:55:56.421-04:00This is one of those 'wow' poems Karen. E...This is one of those 'wow' poems Karen. Exquisite in form and flow, and deeply profound in meaning. I love thinking about the lilies and the frogs 'just being', what we can learn from that. Just to sit quietly in reflection, just to live and be satisfied with our lilies, ponds, moons, and fields. All this reaping and sowing can really take us away from our essence, this poem brings it right back. This is probably my favorite poem of yours Karen.Catherine Viberthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01354073276671196477noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5474566446391728432.post-21517650725961290022009-10-02T12:46:40.331-04:002009-10-02T12:46:40.331-04:00This is so lovely. I love how you write, Karen. We...This is so lovely. I love how you write, Karen. We are so fortunate to hear and see your words...<br /><br />Happy weekend~<br />~CalliCallihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00354988534434872490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5474566446391728432.post-3906068523787588672009-10-02T09:39:02.969-04:002009-10-02T09:39:02.969-04:00Your photo looks much like our pond. Except our l...Your photo looks much like our pond. Except our lilypads tend to get brown spots and holes from those lovely little cutter bugs... :P<br /><br />Thank you for such a beautiful and gentle reminder of how much we reap without sowing.<br /><br />What can I say? Life is beautiful!<br />;)Ainehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08402176500997528105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5474566446391728432.post-3840518209235165682009-10-02T09:18:31.094-04:002009-10-02T09:18:31.094-04:00Nature has so much to offer us. We just need to op...Nature has so much to offer us. We just need to open our eyes and.... consider.<br /><br />Every single new day has something beautiful about it. <br /><br />Thanks Karen... :)Margarethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17286909482780350161noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5474566446391728432.post-68979626445796701802009-10-02T06:26:47.794-04:002009-10-02T06:26:47.794-04:00I did struggle to find the rhythm in the last thre...I did struggle to find the rhythm in the last three lines, but I have to say that the rest of the poem was exceptional and the opening brilliant. I loved your use of well-known Biblical phrases and the way you surprised in your use of them. Excellent.Dave Kinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08430484174826768488noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5474566446391728432.post-89708930935140784652009-10-01T21:06:00.103-04:002009-10-01T21:06:00.103-04:00Your poem raised my spirits, as have your comments...Your poem raised my spirits, as have your comments on my posts about my mother. I especially was touched by what you had to say about the latest one, Witless and Worried. Thank you. Today I just fooled around with a poem about Harleys.Enchanted Oakhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14815997287116818456noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5474566446391728432.post-87751328010419610122009-10-01T20:37:20.513-04:002009-10-01T20:37:20.513-04:00this is an astoundingly well-crafted poem. i don&#...this is an astoundingly well-crafted poem. i don't even know where to begin. it mirrors those "ripples of the startled frogs" - one after another - the anaphora & assonance are masterful - as is the way each stanza simultaneously unfolds & expands the scene while growing more and more introspective.<br /><br />every line is wonderful - "glittering jewel-like on the rain stained grass" stopped me in my tracks - and in "I must consider what I did not sow" through the end, i'm left wondering if even solomon could have illuminated grace so clearly.joaquin carvelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03193680725157157864noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5474566446391728432.post-57920630634897810542009-10-01T18:22:03.136-04:002009-10-01T18:22:03.136-04:00I agree with everyone! What a beautiful poem. I ...I agree with everyone! What a beautiful poem. I love how the meaning of the Sermon on the Mount is combined with the voice of Song of Solomon. Your words, phrasing, rhythm and choice of words bring out the beauty of the scene so vividly. <br /><br />I just adore that third stanza and how you transition into it with "Consider, too,". It's such a quiet voice, and I love how it calms my soul. I love the reminder to consider the beauty and stop all my worrying and fretting. Wonderful work, Karen:)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5474566446391728432.post-1435326558425920512009-10-01T17:21:20.110-04:002009-10-01T17:21:20.110-04:00the lap of water on the slippery rocks..what DO we...the lap of water on the slippery rocks..what DO we sow i wonder.....<br />beautiful!<br />jorcAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5474566446391728432.post-61668322974580487522009-10-01T16:05:31.669-04:002009-10-01T16:05:31.669-04:00reading it is like dancing quietly, or rather, lik...reading it is like dancing quietly, or rather, like running your finger along the outline of the rim of the lillies' leaves...<br />reading this poem is like drinking from a clear well deep inside the forest...<br /><br />I sense the feeling of 'I'm returning home' in a spiritual sense (I hope my clumy words convey the meaning)SzélsőFahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11600289147447182465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5474566446391728432.post-68914993668791009882009-10-01T15:46:54.486-04:002009-10-01T15:46:54.486-04:00Oh, and the unexpected usage of some of the words-...Oh, and the unexpected usage of some of the words--for instance,array and "consider" itself.Kat Mortensenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16877694888419628533noreply@blogger.com