tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post3616797675708429251..comments2024-03-28T02:54:32.745-04:00Comments on The Miss Rumphius Effect: Poetry Sisters Write Ekphrastic PoemsTriciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18350907653629775293noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-80049304556970191872017-09-03T11:17:54.198-04:002017-09-03T11:17:54.198-04:00I love the memories evoked by that bowl of ephemer...I love the memories evoked by that bowl of ephemera, each a tiny Tardis.Kayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08210045352610490115noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-39032250770419664752017-09-03T09:53:35.594-04:002017-09-03T09:53:35.594-04:00This is so much goodness and hope in all of these....This is so much goodness and hope in all of these. Your first poem reminds me of The Matchbox Diary where the grandpa pulls out little boxes of ephemera and tells the stories behind them to his grandson. Our stories are so important. We must continue to wish, because without wishes, we would not have hope. Beautiful poems!Leigh Anne Eckhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10772974035255619503noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-47329699093345722182017-09-03T07:41:25.667-04:002017-09-03T07:41:25.667-04:00We all have a basket like that (or two or three)--...We all have a basket like that (or two or three)--and I loved traveling in your tiny TARDISes with you. I do wonder what Wade turtles and ducks are, and I love the last stanza, to carry peace with you in your pocket.Heidi Mordhorsthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16496427007514895950noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-81205624944456418252017-09-02T11:07:00.172-04:002017-09-02T11:07:00.172-04:00This summer I bought a small shelf for the ephemer...This summer I bought a small shelf for the ephemera of my childhood that somehow has survived through countless opportunities to be tossed away as unimportant junk. Each is indeed a mini Tardis, and perhaps they deserve their own poem(s). You inspire me!Mary Leehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09078793537148794310noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-80654455661083516332017-09-02T07:58:00.746-04:002017-09-02T07:58:00.746-04:00Oh my goodness, Tricia, you've outdone yoursel...Oh my goodness, Tricia, you've outdone yourself this month. Those details in the Ephemera--so much of YOU and your life in those words. And then the final thought. Wow. And the triolets are lovely, too. I really love that form. I especially liked the second one--those images of dandelions and fountains and wishes felt so...celebratory and sparkly and hopeful. All those little bits hurtling laurasalashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13807781795919555208noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-71311881169862475302017-09-01T11:05:58.733-04:002017-09-01T11:05:58.733-04:00Oh - that's right. That stone in your pocket i...Oh - that's right. That stone in your pocket is a prayer. What a beautiful gathering of thoughts, right to the finish. I have little gatherings of treasure like this, bits and bobs of Where I Was and What I Did, and I like that the prayer stone is mobile, instead of homebound. May our prayers also go out into the world...<br /><br />And I laugh that our minds went the same place with wishing tanita✿davishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01671822274852087499noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-12681879534944290562017-09-01T10:47:36.865-04:002017-09-01T10:47:36.865-04:00"lives as a prayer in your pocket" -- I ..."lives as a prayer in your pocket" -- I love this ending to what is essentially a list poem -- so lovely. And then you just threw out a few triolets too???? Overachiever!! :) Liz Garton Scanlonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17941516645386392684noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-56854696562469672792017-09-01T09:57:25.222-04:002017-09-01T09:57:25.222-04:00"each one a tiny TARDIS" - cool! Lovely ..."each one a tiny TARDIS" - cool! Lovely the way you've highlighted each object and given us a taste of the precious memories. I love collecting little tidbits too - and rocks are particularly good for this. Your triolets are uplifting too - I've really enjoyed this post!Andromeda Jazmonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12355192738014962965noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-80089648427283707942017-09-01T07:50:56.165-04:002017-09-01T07:50:56.165-04:00"but lives as a prayer in your pocket" A..."but lives as a prayer in your pocket" AH.... What a lovely wistful way to end a lovely, wistful poem. (Also: I worked near the World's Fair site that year---I wonder if our paths crossed??) I also marvel that you had time for TWO triolets, which work beautifully. For "having a hard time" you sure pulled through, Tricia!Sarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12225998457253574928noreply@blogger.com