The Obscure Muse
Do you know her ?She winters in the cornerwith lamplight, old booksand hours veiledin the spider’s mantilla.Do you hear her ?She writes of rain pouras it coldly descendsthe garden steps.Her sentences...
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Wendy,It is for sure your muse is alive and welland enjoying full bloom. "She winters in the cornerwith lamplight, old booksand hours veiledin the spider’s mantilla."I love it but I must tell youit...
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I just posted a reply to this absolutely grand poem.I'll wait a moment and see if it appears... if notI'll try again.
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She is both elusive and capricious, but you have captured her perfectly.
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I do know her Wendy and how right you are in your vivid description of her.
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Captured and revealed in your poem, Wendy. Spider's mantilla .. I love the wording. Much enjoyed the read of your very fine written poem. Francina
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Dear Sarah, Douglaus, Jean and Francina Many thanks to you all for these wonderful comments, for sharing your ideas and simply for taking the time to read my work. I am always touched by your support...
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Wendy your little muse and mine are out partying, whispering words in someone elses ear because I'm not hearing whipered words deb
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Ah, Wendy. I think that your muse never leaves you and we Pubsters benefit from that in the wonderful lines you leave here. Do I hear her? I am not hearing her now but yesterday I did hear the cold...
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Wendy I'm sorry that I didnot give you credit for this delightful poem deb
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Hi Deb It's always a pleasure hearing from you. As to credit, DO NOT even think about worrying over such a small matter. Sometimes when I am answering a number of replies on the boards, I am tired and...
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Wendy loved this After a time I found that I could almost listen to the silence, which had a dimension all of its own. I started to attend to its strange and beautiful texture, which of course, it was...
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"a woman’s rib broken in dashes and aching for completion --" Your fine writing never ceases to amaze me, dear friend. Such a pleasure to read. take care, kerri
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Wendy your muse is alive and well. Mine has gone AWOL and floats in every now and then for a quick 'hello'. Regards, Maryse
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Wendy,Yes, I know her. And you have captured her beautifully in that first stanza: She winters in the corner with lamplight, old books and hours veiled in the spider’s mantilla. What a fabulous image...
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Hi Deb Thank you for taking the time to read that quote. I am so glad you enjoyed it! Hi Kerri Always wonderful hearing from you. Thank you for this enthusiastic endorsement of the poem. I am glad you...
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Wendy, "A poem's thought, her lover's promise." You rewrite Genesis in this one as it is now the woman's rib, made out of poet's dashes, that is in need of completion...the muse is there to complete...
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Hi Rich I cannot think of a more precise and keen summation of this poem -- you paraphrased its theme and essence intutively and right on target -- "You rewrite Genesis in this one as it is now the...
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