tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post3516626686119569038..comments2024-03-28T15:09:21.698-04:00Comments on The Miss Rumphius Effect: Poetry Sisters Emulate Lord ByronTriciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18350907653629775293noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-11463072324250708212017-07-09T10:38:23.852-04:002017-07-09T10:38:23.852-04:00Tricia, that's heartbreaking. Thanks for writi...Tricia, that's heartbreaking. Thanks for writing and sharing. STOHR-HUNT POWER!Charles Watershttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18336052424127127605noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-26607784255395888552017-07-09T08:10:35.364-04:002017-07-09T08:10:35.364-04:00**tears**
One of my former student's mother p...**tears**<br /><br />One of my former student's mother passed away suddenly earlier in the summer. My heart breaks for a father who is suddenly a single parent, and of course for the two kids who will have to navigate growing up without their mother.Mary Leehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09078793537148794310noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-86409052140406005112017-07-09T01:21:26.765-04:002017-07-09T01:21:26.765-04:00Oh Jane, I'm so sorry to hear this. We lost my...Oh Jane, I'm so sorry to hear this. We lost my father in 2009 and there isn't a day that goes by that I don't think of him. I can't imagine what it's like for my mother who lost him just a few days before their 57th anniversary.<br />I'll be thinking of you and keeping you and your mom and dad in my prayers.Triciahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18350907653629775293noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-87965686359714927242017-07-09T00:31:50.708-04:002017-07-09T00:31:50.708-04:00My father is facing a potentially terminal illness...My father is facing a potentially terminal illness, and my mother and I have been preparing ourselves should the worst happen. The thought of my mother losing her partner of over 40 years breaks my heart, but no matter what happens, we will hold him forever in our heart. Jane @ www.raincitylibrarian.cahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12721142460522914540noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-84434888779129597042017-07-08T15:39:33.690-04:002017-07-08T15:39:33.690-04:00Wow--this so beautifully captures the grief after ...Wow--this so beautifully captures the grief after loss. Thanks for sharing your words.Buffy Silvermanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07223895917772531703noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-73735043029297829912017-07-08T07:09:33.787-04:002017-07-08T07:09:33.787-04:00I attended a funeral shortly after hitting publish...I attended a funeral shortly after hitting publish on this one, and you're right, it's the last two lines that speak volumes. As I watch people in grief navigate these waters, there's no sure path, no direction on how to do it.<br />Triciahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18350907653629775293noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-17467143991653429102017-07-08T00:33:10.987-04:002017-07-08T00:33:10.987-04:00Tricia, I have be filled with the sadness of a clo...Tricia, I have be filled with the sadness of a close friend whose life was cut short by terminal illness and has passed into the night. Coming home from the wake these past two days and facing the funeral tomorrow is difficult. I would like to show your poem to his wife and two daughters because it is beautifully written.Carol Varsalonahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02589714711155938528noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-8965585766072491652017-07-07T18:47:31.646-04:002017-07-07T18:47:31.646-04:00This poem is beautiful and lovely and somehow perf...This poem is beautiful and lovely and somehow perfect.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-62505811875096473692017-07-07T13:59:31.530-04:002017-07-07T13:59:31.530-04:00"The little things bring joy and tears
the ph..."The little things bring joy and tears<br />the photos, medals, written notes<br />the story of your too few years<br />compiled among these anecdotes"<br /><br />This, exactly. *tears*Andromeda Jazmonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12355192738014962965noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-10531013199442058262017-07-07T13:09:39.831-04:002017-07-07T13:09:39.831-04:00I always marvel at the way words refract meaning, ...I always marvel at the way words refract meaning, as light refracts and, depending on where one stands or where one looks, takes on many hues and textures. You came from this poem from a direction we don't see, and here in replies we have entirely new things we're seeing - all of them heartfelt and beautiful, and, ultimately, healing.<br /><br />Thank you.tanita✿davishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01671822274852087499noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-88197677561890845462017-07-07T10:51:38.374-04:002017-07-07T10:51:38.374-04:00It says all, Tricia. I appreciate that you decided...It says all, Tricia. I appreciate that you decided to offer this beautiful description of those times in life that are up and down daily with joy and sorrow. Linda Bhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14983144542632353870noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-80967092065573963362017-07-07T10:42:52.821-04:002017-07-07T10:42:52.821-04:00Tricia, I didn't get to answer your email, but...Tricia, I didn't get to answer your email, but...I'm not sure I could have, anyway. This had to just sit with me awhile. I read it on the one year anniversary of my mom's death. But my mom lived a long, good life. So her death is hard for me, but not a tragedy, you know? But this stabs me in the heart of the grief my dad still faces daily, and also my several friends who have lost laurasalashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13807781795919555208noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-56257401105975107582017-07-07T09:22:03.679-04:002017-07-07T09:22:03.679-04:00Gulp.....I'm going to a funeral today ....and ...Gulp.....I'm going to a funeral today ....and those last two lines...that's it right there. No map for how to start your life without your most beloved. Beautiful and true and ouch. <br />Well done. Linda Mitchellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00833034575304594924noreply@blogger.com