tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post6785444006809893876..comments2024-03-05T10:48:27.842-06:00Comments on Confessions Of A Laundry Goddess: Erasing LettersSusie Clevengerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09239990133754328967noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-21105355938262866282015-02-10T10:37:34.637-06:002015-02-10T10:37:34.637-06:00The sense of smell is so powerful - and the last t...The sense of smell is so powerful - and the last thing to go as far as memories perhaps… Lovley. Margarethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00007201357693227614noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-72587742747624174722015-02-01T17:05:20.238-06:002015-02-01T17:05:20.238-06:00Whoa! A brilliant write!Whoa! A brilliant write!Sherry Blue Skyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10769154286598233146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-7330110525611082222015-01-31T18:19:17.013-06:002015-01-31T18:19:17.013-06:00aw! so lovely and loving, but pining. really nice....aw! so lovely and loving, but pining. really nice.Marianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04030161532713347225noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-23354243844651353052015-01-31T17:18:14.741-06:002015-01-31T17:18:14.741-06:00I felt the fragile memories fading ~ Admiring thi...I felt the fragile memories fading ~ Admiring this line: Love can no longer spell ~<br /><br />GraceScarlethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03330793338813508704noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-32476424250877185282015-01-31T15:22:48.708-06:002015-01-31T15:22:48.708-06:00Few lines. Great loss. Well done.Few lines. Great loss. Well done.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12460881702249079009noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-35453044122313804482015-01-31T14:48:13.109-06:002015-01-31T14:48:13.109-06:00Bittersweet, yes. In just a few words you convey ...Bittersweet, yes. In just a few words you convey a lifetime. Excellent, Susie.Jennifer Wagnerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04344877737695801883noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-48427816277441067982015-01-31T12:52:47.019-06:002015-01-31T12:52:47.019-06:00What an amazing portrait conveyed in a few lines. ...What an amazing portrait conveyed in a few lines. Vivid and memorable.Kerry O'Connorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00720862912375945249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-61722264899111306922015-01-31T11:43:04.455-06:002015-01-31T11:43:04.455-06:00Wonderful read here for me, Susie.
The thought of ...Wonderful read here for me, Susie.<br />The thought of erasing those letters, I couldn't quite imagine. Faintly remembers I think?<br /><br />"<i>her face hangs on a fragile thread in his memory</i>" clinched it nicely, I have those situations. I try.<br />..Jimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02982249173214655060noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-37638993641125787172015-01-31T08:43:01.209-06:002015-01-31T08:43:01.209-06:00This is exquisite, Susie.This is exquisite, Susie.Maude Lynnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03669688074743095866noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-66085049902633494272015-01-31T06:43:06.511-06:002015-01-31T06:43:06.511-06:00Real love can only be bittersweet, absent and pres...Real love can only be bittersweet, absent and present at once, aching and fulfilled in the same heart. Very nicely done.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-16282939507334154202015-01-31T01:12:37.301-06:002015-01-31T01:12:37.301-06:00So laced with melancholy of a sadness of loss.. St...So laced with melancholy of a sadness of loss.. Still the smell is the last memory to linger. brudberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12563403553536472377noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-75159814663205474602015-01-30T19:42:15.671-06:002015-01-30T19:42:15.671-06:00"Love can no longer spell..." This entir..."Love can no longer spell..." This entirety is bitter-sweet...excellent, Susie and thank you for joining! Hannahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10124956200834969600noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-18882571916781426562015-01-30T19:16:56.700-06:002015-01-30T19:16:56.700-06:00but her face hangs on a fragile thread in his memo...but her face hangs on a fragile thread in his memory... that is such a wonderful line. Debi Swimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08255928985823418669noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-6481487945644094322015-01-30T18:14:51.439-06:002015-01-30T18:14:51.439-06:00sweet
pungent
poignant
like lavender
cheers
jzbsweet<br />pungent<br />poignant<br /><br />like lavender<br /><br />cheers<br />jzbJazzbumpahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07337490817307473659noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-9033457519966675662015-01-30T15:57:21.246-06:002015-01-30T15:57:21.246-06:00This feels like the memory of someone lost, who ca...This feels like the memory of someone lost, who can be seen in the mirror--that is, in one's own face--a pretty poignant poem, Susie. K. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com