tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7085894346840008544.post8777675585931436004..comments2009-06-09T09:57:30.328-07:00Comments on secret, fragile skies: Mother's Day, to my childrensecret, fragile skieshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04463225545455119563agelessbeautyalways@gmail.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7085894346840008544.post-69625807691475662542009-06-02T13:58:59.083-07:002009-06-02T13:58:59.083-07:00I keep coming back to this poem. Its haunting, pr...I keep coming back to this poem. Its haunting, profound truth speaks to my experience as a mother - and to my fears and hopes for my children. I don't recall another poem that has had a similar impact. Thank you for bringing it here.<br /><br /><br />You have a remarkably beautiful soul.d i a n a m u s ehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13839114778425842955noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7085894346840008544.post-89188534682967321962009-06-01T09:02:22.902-07:002009-06-01T09:02:22.902-07:00You have a lovely, well-curated blog. I'mm surpris...You have a lovely, well-curated blog. I'mm surprised our paths haven't crossed until recently.<br /><br />We have lots of similar interests. You should have a peak at some of my entries. We both like Dylan, Tautou, Binoche. Back in April I used the same Ondaatje quote in a post of mine. <br /><br />http://the-clever-pup.blogspot.com/2009/04/theme-thursday-fire.html<br /><br /><br />Hazel in TorontoThe Clever Puphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07198739825136188378noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7085894346840008544.post-59246706133419662442009-05-14T09:15:00.000-07:002009-05-14T09:15:00.000-07:00I left a comment earlier but now see that perhaps ...I left a comment earlier but now see that perhaps I didn't follow through! Wanted to say you were missed and your latest post was a treat. Be well. :)Lydiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11135393270656573516noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7085894346840008544.post-19343545500353422062009-05-12T05:35:00.000-07:002009-05-12T05:35:00.000-07:00Boy does that poem hit home. Children do seem to c...Boy does that poem hit home. Children do seem to come along at just the right time to help us find our home. Quite lovely.distracted by shiny objectshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15238905633085051322noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7085894346840008544.post-4078416650435722802009-05-11T00:18:00.000-07:002009-05-11T00:18:00.000-07:00So good to read a post from you, and you certainly...So good to read a post from you, and you certainly didn't disappoint. This is stark but beautiful. The end reminds me of a phase my mother went through when my sis and I were in college. Sometimes the tables are turned, and that's the truth of it.Lydiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11135393270656573516noreply@blogger.com