tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post3604398157510953449..comments2024-03-05T10:48:27.842-06:00Comments on Confessions Of A Laundry Goddess: Belladonna MoonSusie Clevengerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09239990133754328967noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-78408155533425844302016-04-16T22:35:59.619-05:002016-04-16T22:35:59.619-05:00For this being all broody and shadowy, there is no...For this being all broody and shadowy, there is nothing hidden here. it's all in your face and unapologetic. Great voice that's your own from Elliot's few words you chose. I'm always amazed how many paths people find to sow the same words. Wonderful. Thanks for linking up and happy poeming for the rest of April.Angiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11413074557542736813noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-80694510374612185222016-04-16T17:01:20.426-05:002016-04-16T17:01:20.426-05:00You've brought Halloween to April - something ...You've brought Halloween to April - something I'm totally in support of! It's a nice bit of darkness.Rommyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18343895193475984183noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-49721070650055489762016-04-16T08:57:22.608-05:002016-04-16T08:57:22.608-05:00I love the idea of "April" as a being wr...I love the idea of "April" as a being writing the darkest poem...really cool perspective.Hannahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10124956200834969600noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-13390352337168650492016-04-16T07:59:53.017-05:002016-04-16T07:59:53.017-05:00What a wonderful poem.. We worked from the same se...What a wonderful poem.. We worked from the same section and got so different results... I adore a Belladonna moon... luscious.brudberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12563403553536472377noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-89910591363808869112016-04-16T05:24:15.924-05:002016-04-16T05:24:15.924-05:00Belladonna moon...
That is such an amazing image....Belladonna moon...<br /><br />That is such an amazing image. I love the way you wove the words to make this poem out of Eliot's Waste Land.Kerry O'Connorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00720862912375945249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-69172947401642255852016-04-16T02:36:34.413-05:002016-04-16T02:36:34.413-05:00A wicked dabble in metaphorical drama.A wicked dabble in metaphorical drama.Gemma Wisemanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17466540188839321484noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-68882945176757676202016-04-15T18:55:09.201-05:002016-04-15T18:55:09.201-05:00Delicious language. I love especially the belladon...Delicious language. I love especially the belladonna moon. But it's all wonderful.Rosemary Nissen-Wadehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05913841031559499568noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-15901304931221807652016-04-15T17:50:17.180-05:002016-04-15T17:50:17.180-05:00Goodness, those last lines!
"April writes it...Goodness, those last lines! <br />"April writes its darkest poem<br />with tears collected from truth." <br /><br />Also, you had me held fast at "belladonna moon." De Jacksonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04798544585779003567noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-77439317348632663282016-04-15T16:52:48.484-05:002016-04-15T16:52:48.484-05:00I like this very much, Susie. Especially
" Wi...I like this very much, Susie. Especially<br />" Wicked tunnels the tongue<br />tearing words from flesh."<br />I have had conversations that feel like that. <br />"Exposure tightens its leash" and so it does.Elleceehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07049386448865741626noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-85046922315099966982016-04-15T16:37:39.093-05:002016-04-15T16:37:39.093-05:00yes, the truth shall set you free, but you still h...yes, the truth shall set you free, but you still have to heal from the bruises left behind from the shackles lying. You've woven Eliot's word darkly and I love it. Raivennehttp://wp.me/pPury-1Hwnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-59161507286884856062016-04-15T16:05:49.667-05:002016-04-15T16:05:49.667-05:00fear pearls, wicked tunnels, belladonna moon.... b...fear pearls, wicked tunnels, belladonna moon.... beautiful phrases and the ending "April writes its darkest poem"... just perfectAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com