Amazing!! I rather catching up backwards as I recover from COVID (I am vaccinated). What a perfect trilogy!! After reading about your friend Tom B., like him, I suspect, I get to add catholicism to my chant. That dreadful, guilt driven education a child should not have to endure and mine was with nuns.
First I read the poem while listening to Anoushka Shankar (not planned). Then I listened to you reading it... Now I want to hear you read it with trippy Indian music in the background (which Indian music - your choice)... Ha...
You're the master of justaposition. The things you're supposed to remember (physical objects) and the things you can't forget (family, trauma). It says so much in so few words.
and yet, it is a great blessing, even when you'd rather not, that you always carry that trinity with you. Of all the trinities to carry, this, heavy though it may be, is ground under one's feet.
Amazing!! I rather catching up backwards as I recover from COVID (I am vaccinated). What a perfect trilogy!! After reading about your friend Tom B., like him, I suspect, I get to add catholicism to my chant. That dreadful, guilt driven education a child should not have to endure and mine was with nuns.
When I was a child on the rez, we had a demon teacher ex-nun. She caused a lot of damage.
What a gift that we cannot truly remember physical pain. Too bad we can truly remember emotional pain.
Whoa.
First I read the poem while listening to Anoushka Shankar (not planned). Then I listened to you reading it... Now I want to hear you read it with trippy Indian music in the background (which Indian music - your choice)... Ha...
one more magical poem that goes straight to the heart. - a piercing poem
Thank you, Jeanne.
Came at just the right moment-I really get your loss
Thank you, Molly.
The only thing that would have made this even more perfect is if you had sent out yesterday. I think you are at least 1% Irish. Xo
Hahahahhahaha. I do have a Scottish ancestor, Thomas Fleet from Orkney!
You're the master of justaposition. The things you're supposed to remember (physical objects) and the things you can't forget (family, trauma). It says so much in so few words.
Thank you, Carol.
Beautiful
Thank you, Deb. So happy you're here.
You leave me again with tears. So beautiful with so few words. Thank you
Thank you, Karen.
and yet, it is a great blessing, even when you'd rather not, that you always carry that trinity with you. Of all the trinities to carry, this, heavy though it may be, is ground under one's feet.
The beautiful burden...