tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post4085275433049711666..comments2024-03-05T10:48:27.842-06:00Comments on Confessions Of A Laundry Goddess: QuiltSusie Clevengerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09239990133754328967noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-9142270611195505542017-10-28T06:20:52.704-05:002017-10-28T06:20:52.704-05:00Wonderful conceit, that a life is a patchwork inhe...Wonderful conceit, that a life is a patchwork inheritance one stitches into dust.Brendanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03983584155125369291noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-37146749157462400022017-10-27T15:35:03.322-05:002017-10-27T15:35:03.322-05:00Wow
A whole life quilted in only a few strong stit...Wow<br />A whole life quilted in only a few strong stitches<br /><br />and it's true we are still unfinished<br />even when we are done<br /><br />namaste<br />JzBJazzbumpahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07337490817307473659noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-82821061620848581322017-10-26T21:42:16.756-05:002017-10-26T21:42:16.756-05:00I love me a great metaphor - Well done. Adore th...I love me a great metaphor - Well done. Adore that second stanza and well - the whole quilted poem :)Margarethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00007201357693227614noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-85129882721016335162017-10-26T19:43:23.594-05:002017-10-26T19:43:23.594-05:00WOW! This is stellar work, Susie. The "spirit...WOW! This is stellar work, Susie. The "spirit of many colors", the fabrics of your childhood memories, the quilt that will not be finished.........absolutely wonderful.Sherry Blue Skyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10769154286598233146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-82165426017778612017-10-26T16:04:30.864-05:002017-10-26T16:04:30.864-05:00beautiful as ever Susie. You wear the coat well.beautiful as ever Susie. You wear the coat well.Angiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11413074557542736813noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-81165498987296561982017-10-26T15:56:04.248-05:002017-10-26T15:56:04.248-05:00This is outstanding... such a wonderful metaphor o...This is outstanding... such a wonderful metaphor of being a quilt. All those patches of past making us human. Some are part silk other dirty denim... yet we all become a patchworkbrudberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12563403553536472377noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-84771341289657310192017-10-26T15:07:34.092-05:002017-10-26T15:07:34.092-05:00I love the thoughts of you being a quilt that is n...I love the thoughts of you being a quilt that is never finished. I feel the same way. I have a quilt made by me mother which she finished the day my father died. It is a lovely thing as is your poem. "until death takes its needle and stitches me into dust". Wonderful line.tonispencerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04200564195675794747noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-44838610202042286402017-10-26T14:38:12.616-05:002017-10-26T14:38:12.616-05:00'birth stitched from
first cry to my autumn...'birth stitched from<br />first cry to my autumn'<br />You had me with this line. Beautiful. Vivian Zemshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09588008375525403964noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-28179151126924391352017-10-26T14:03:27.774-05:002017-10-26T14:03:27.774-05:00Wonderful, Susie! I especially love the lines:
...Wonderful, Susie! I especially love the lines:<br />'birth stitched from<br />first cry to my autumn<br />walk through graying years' and<br />'a thinning thread spool stitching<br />moments on days until death<br />takes its needle and stitches me into dust'.<br />Kim M. Russellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16668459794787447606noreply@blogger.com