tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8443526.post114786818666649149..comments2024-01-26T22:28:26.254-08:00Comments on early hours of sky: early hours of skyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06910786523636730240noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8443526.post-1148320359603232512006-05-22T10:52:00.000-07:002006-05-22T10:52:00.000-07:00I'm totally with you on this, Ms B. I've taken to ...I'm totally with you on this, Ms B. I've taken to calling poetry a version of prayer. Part of that is, why do I keep doing it when no one reads it (& certainly there's no money in it!) ... so it's a convenient excuse, maybe? But I know I'm not talking to a person, I'm not imagining an individual as my audience, I am talking to God (or to "the gods", as if there's a difference). And, no, you don't have to soft focus the camera or have dreamy music playing. A poem by (name's not coming to me ... Martin Espada?) has a farmworker with a rosary tattoo whose work in the fields is a continuous prayer. Well, I probably shouldn't compare my soft hands to those hands but I know I'm not writing potboilers or bodice rippers.Glenn Ingersollhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10674475308395975995noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8443526.post-1147904949723239872006-05-17T15:29:00.000-07:002006-05-17T15:29:00.000-07:00You shall have cake. "Let her eat cake!"I love thi...You shall have cake. "Let her eat cake!"<BR/><BR/>I love this post. Bring back the druids, the wyrd, and the animal vegetable gods. Worship fire and draw exquisite animals on cave walls. I love chanting...it's good to sing to god(s)<BR/><BR/>Great line: "There are no silent religions."LoveandSalthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17478315049561533485noreply@blogger.com