tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5055598777203654547.post127539870965247297..comments2024-03-01T06:20:29.087+00:00Comments on qualia and other wildlife: two poemsrosellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00971482422276765335noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5055598777203654547.post-21040977276175493312014-02-06T08:53:02.986+00:002014-02-06T08:53:02.986+00:00C, thank you - again. Yes, slipping the identities...C, thank you - again. Yes, slipping the identities we wear as if they are solid and immutable seems the task of the spiritual life, in some ways, to me. Rxrosellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00971482422276765335noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5055598777203654547.post-83558736621143507842014-02-06T08:40:23.858+00:002014-02-06T08:40:23.858+00:00Dear Roselle, I'm sure your senses will be cor...Dear Roselle, I'm sure your senses will be correct, that would no longer seem very strange to me, since mystery seems to have become the norm, though writing it out here would be. Suffice to say, the gratitude goes, I feel, beyond any identity, yours or mine..though is of course intrinsically experienced within it. Thank you again.cxAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5055598777203654547.post-53195812881851411402014-02-04T15:19:56.399+00:002014-02-04T15:19:56.399+00:00Thank you, Anonymous - (I wish I knew which Anonym...Thank you, Anonymous - (I wish I knew which Anonymous you are - I have a sense of your identity, but am not certain.) Anyway - I'm touched by your kind words, and I'm liking v much the poetic nature of words you're using too. And yes I like the idea of poetry and breath being - if not synonymous then at least connected. rosellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00971482422276765335noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5055598777203654547.post-86691506704434599672014-02-03T20:24:12.550+00:002014-02-03T20:24:12.550+00:00Oh Roselle, what lovely poems!! I I read once tha...Oh Roselle, what lovely poems!! I I read once that poetry is a way of breathing...seems so appropriate to what you manage to do, and the reading of them too - as though the air molecules around me are reconfigured, amazingly, essentially.. and I love that they weave braids in words between eye, heart and mind..one comes away from them simultaeneously more whole and less full! Thank you for the beauty...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5055598777203654547.post-13243586816286971752014-01-27T16:50:01.293+00:002014-01-27T16:50:01.293+00:00Miriam, thank you! (Thank you too for the emailed ...Miriam, thank you! (Thank you too for the emailed correction of 'tauntingly' to 'tantalisingly'! - though I thought 'taunting' was tantalising!). Rxrosellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00971482422276765335noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5055598777203654547.post-46409697531782023962014-01-27T16:05:37.875+00:002014-01-27T16:05:37.875+00:00Love them both. Beautifully poignant, tauntingly c...Love them both. Beautifully poignant, tauntingly cryptic at times which means you have to read and read again – never a bad thing.<br />'. . . snowdrops are beginning to write themselves into being . . .' Inspired. <br />Keep them coming, <br />Miriam xAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com