tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post6049340082392097510..comments2024-03-05T10:48:27.842-06:00Comments on Confessions Of A Laundry Goddess: Summer Is DisappearingSusie Clevengerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09239990133754328967noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-37157615024302844412012-08-19T15:59:44.733-05:002012-08-19T15:59:44.733-05:00Susie, this is just wonderful, I particularly like...Susie, this is just wonderful, I particularly liked the opening stanzas, for me it captured that sense of how when grieving, the world stands still whilst for everyone else life just moves along and the seasons continue to change.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-74920307602474287352012-08-19T14:23:05.731-05:002012-08-19T14:23:05.731-05:00So good- and a ough subject cleverle but delicatel...So good- and a ough subject cleverle but delicately written- i always like the honesty in your words Susie- and the fact that you are not afraid to spill raw life all over the page - very strongand evocative poem-Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-33752479321072245342012-08-19T10:15:32.415-05:002012-08-19T10:15:32.415-05:00Susie, what a peaceful way to keep her memory aliv...Susie, what a peaceful way to keep her memory alive, through your poetry. I'm glad that you have this medium to meet her. And placing yourself into her own moments here is very powerful. Archna Sharmahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14838906796617874529noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-53964850275381566952012-08-19T07:48:21.219-05:002012-08-19T07:48:21.219-05:00Lovely poem, Susie. Very sad and poignant from be...Lovely poem, Susie. Very sad and poignant from beginning to end - the rain and the fogged yesterdays and the uncertainty about the man next to her even while remember things her husband said. A terrifying disease. k. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-8902715686502080812012-08-19T07:46:44.333-05:002012-08-19T07:46:44.333-05:00Very touching, emotive piece, Susie. I love the op...Very touching, emotive piece, Susie. I love the opening.Laurie Kolphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07494759781947881343noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-18880558327329865602012-08-19T06:40:08.391-05:002012-08-19T06:40:08.391-05:00Wow! This is so sad, and yet so beautiful. An awes...Wow! This is so sad, and yet so beautiful. An awesome bit of writing, Susie!Marbles in My Pockethttp://charleslmashburn.wordpress.com/2012/08/18/precious-moments-2/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-54496839549517385082012-08-19T06:26:35.499-05:002012-08-19T06:26:35.499-05:00ugh, more than anything this scares me...dementia,...ugh, more than anything this scares me...dementia, alzheimers...really well told and i like that it is a much different take on the prompt...and it has such hard emotions in it as well...thanks for being real...Brian Millerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00722940075884718007noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-17912446523644398742012-08-19T05:31:47.925-05:002012-08-19T05:31:47.925-05:00Alzheimer's / Dementia are such nasty illnesse...Alzheimer's / Dementia are such nasty illnesses to have not just for the person affected but for their who circle of friends and family, because it affects everyone. You've captured everything about remembering but, not remembering and the frustration in it.<br />I also enjoy seeing flowers alive and in the ground and not cut and dying too soon. A sad, bittersweet lovely, write Susie.Daydreamertoohttp://daydreamertoo.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-3139413047788061752012-08-19T05:31:38.302-05:002012-08-19T05:31:38.302-05:00Alzheimer's / Dementia are such nasty illnesse...Alzheimer's / Dementia are such nasty illnesses to have not just for the person affected but for their who circle of friends and family, because it affects everyone. You've captured everything about remembering but, not remembering and the frustration in it.<br />I also enjoy seeing flowers alive and in the ground and not cut and dying too soon. A sad, bittersweet lovely, write Susie.Daydreamertoohttp://daydreamertoo.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-23062944031795294272012-08-19T02:12:48.157-05:002012-08-19T02:12:48.157-05:00Evokes those bitter sweet moments of lost even tho...Evokes those bitter sweet moments of lost even though they are they physically. My wife lost her mother this way although she still does the weekly visit. Strangely my poem is also about this subject but it can slip by the reader!John (@bookdreamer)https://www.blogger.com/profile/11576434749272275190noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-85036287709686600142012-08-19T01:53:36.489-05:002012-08-19T01:53:36.489-05:00Such a magical sense of intimate insight into this...Such a magical sense of intimate insight into this soul who drifts so far from her mind! Haunting, sad and so very beautiful!Gemma Wisemanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17466540188839321484noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-27044381820523408302012-08-19T01:36:25.374-05:002012-08-19T01:36:25.374-05:00esp. the last stanza feels like in a dream just be...esp. the last stanza feels like in a dream just before waking...yep...you should ask him his name.. i can understand that with the cut flowers, i also prefer them alive and in nature..Claudiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03011763027311966186noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-56946085250034842832012-08-19T00:19:11.457-05:002012-08-19T00:19:11.457-05:00this will remain a favorite, Susie. the emotions y...this will remain a favorite, Susie. the emotions you have chalked, the pain, the sadness...beautiful. i loved every bit of this, glad i found it. :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-62944523318988330092012-08-18T23:58:14.017-05:002012-08-18T23:58:14.017-05:00Susie, this is the best poem I have read all day. ...Susie, this is the best poem I have read all day. I am blown away by you right now. You perfectly captured this terrifying disease, from the inside-out and the outside-in at the same time.<br /><br />That part about seeing mother by the roses ... and then asking your husband his name at the end. You really socked me in the gut with this piece. Beautiful, impressive work.flipside recordshttp://flipsiderecords.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.com