tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24246495.post7165898353451214578..comments2024-01-01T21:14:32.790+13:00Comments on Still Standing on her Head: Poetry Thursday: RiversCatherinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08236329216260906624noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24246495.post-22590589012940106352007-06-02T03:51:00.000+12:002007-06-02T03:51:00.000+12:00I most enjoyed the scene in the first stanza -- ve...I most enjoyed the scene in the first stanza -- very vivid (I could almost hear the array of sounds). Very focused, I'd say (effectively portrayed, great for reading aloud). ^_^ Cheers.S.L. Corsuahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10299376651709536034noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24246495.post-77590924603844615182007-06-01T21:58:00.000+12:002007-06-01T21:58:00.000+12:00Great first poem, it shows real passion. :)Great first poem, it shows real passion. :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24246495.post-67722745590527557422007-06-01T16:33:00.000+12:002007-06-01T16:33:00.000+12:00I liked your poem - it's well written and a terrif...I liked your poem - it's well written and a terrific first one.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24246495.post-41933145196138032302007-06-01T14:21:00.000+12:002007-06-01T14:21:00.000+12:00Hi Catherine! I was really moved by the winter an...Hi Catherine! I was really moved by the winter and spring's abundance of water and then how the drought dries the river bed up so completely. Your imagery is so beautiful. And the sense of age is really powerful -- the strength of young love vs. the river grown old.Clarehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11746014771712020963noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24246495.post-8388458763118930742007-06-01T11:34:00.000+12:002007-06-01T11:34:00.000+12:00Catherine, you are just so good. And if this was y...Catherine, you are just so good. And if this was your first poem after your own "drought", well then... it was worth the wait.chicklegirlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03000215636803243874noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24246495.post-76529022372742364712007-06-01T07:22:00.000+12:002007-06-01T07:22:00.000+12:00So attenuated, both to the river and to ourselves....So attenuated, both to the river and to ourselves. Me, I love those dry riverbeds myself, so much life teeming there even amid the decay, because of the decay. This poem reminds me of that resiliency, that right-ness of aging, passing.Jim Brockhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14408507847342833145noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24246495.post-63777930951593199262007-06-01T06:44:00.000+12:002007-06-01T06:44:00.000+12:00life cycle of a river and/or a person, beautifully...life cycle of a river and/or a person, beautifully said Catherine!Julie Zaccone Stillerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03989160137566852346noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24246495.post-56944506357641567962007-06-01T05:50:00.000+12:002007-06-01T05:50:00.000+12:00Ah, the river as phases of life - excellent! I rea...Ah, the river as phases of life - excellent! I really like this poem.paris parfaithttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05457437124988976587noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24246495.post-46920386587557025442007-06-01T03:28:00.000+12:002007-06-01T03:28:00.000+12:00Wonderful poem that uses images to mirror feelings...Wonderful poem that uses images to mirror feelings of a time gone by. Well done!Tammy Brierlyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14673290512175050093noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24246495.post-83593239283948165222007-06-01T03:06:00.000+12:002007-06-01T03:06:00.000+12:00Ah! Twitch just said what I was about to say. A ...Ah! Twitch just said what I was about to say. A good example of how a poem can say more than its words!Joyce Ellen Davishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13494251587598676788noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24246495.post-80212050454545439492007-06-01T01:44:00.000+12:002007-06-01T01:44:00.000+12:00Reminded me of Yamuna river which has shrunken and...Reminded me of Yamuna river which has shrunken and dying.gautami tripathyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04192356825699543613noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24246495.post-50190111458534299842007-06-01T01:08:00.000+12:002007-06-01T01:08:00.000+12:00Wow, love the dual meaning in this. And "feverish ...Wow, love the dual meaning in this. And "feverish rocks" is just divine.mareymercyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03407666873261385487noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24246495.post-10028660258152854012007-06-01T01:02:00.000+12:002007-06-01T01:02:00.000+12:00I always feel sad when I see old shrunken rivers. ...I always feel sad when I see old shrunken rivers. (btw: I think you mean feet not feel in stanza 2, line 3).Crafty Green Poethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02486633917197181851noreply@blogger.com