tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7310561639547971922.post4868329176912768062..comments2024-01-08T08:43:29.509+10:30Comments on roslyn ross - small stones and other poems: Celebrating deathRoslyn Rosshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15700960108357035957noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7310561639547971922.post-48061654185514743202014-11-01T13:00:44.334+10:302014-11-01T13:00:44.334+10:30A dance to remember the dead wouldn't be bad.A dance to remember the dead wouldn't be bad.Gen Giggles https://www.blogger.com/profile/13744815023509063722noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7310561639547971922.post-377250972281823852014-11-01T09:48:50.047+10:302014-11-01T09:48:50.047+10:30I love to celebrate in such positive way! Beautifu...I love to celebrate in such positive way! Beautiful thought :)xhumbirdhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00106270909713851811noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7310561639547971922.post-72952665304631063362014-11-01T07:40:03.335+10:302014-11-01T07:40:03.335+10:30I think a celebration is important for the life th...I think a celebration is important for the life they led and the love they left in our heart.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13414513238308254080noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7310561639547971922.post-24912022356628282732014-11-01T07:11:12.120+10:302014-11-01T07:11:12.120+10:30Profound thoughts and vivid images!Profound thoughts and vivid images!Rosemary Nissen-Wadehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05913841031559499568noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7310561639547971922.post-38374681638690793852014-11-01T04:39:09.647+10:302014-11-01T04:39:09.647+10:30Profound piece... thank you!Profound piece... thank you!Laurie Kolphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07494759781947881343noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7310561639547971922.post-18526318786378018042014-11-01T00:21:30.381+10:302014-11-01T00:21:30.381+10:30How beautiful! Your poem celebrates life, not dea...How beautiful! Your poem celebrates life, not death, though death is the occasion. I see each image double--its external manifestation and inner struggle rippling through grief. I love "notes hung / like sad bunting, across the paths of / deep sorrow." Also the 4 stanza's pacing down the page in a somber pace that belies the dance.Susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05723639294340760325noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7310561639547971922.post-37468439586699408982014-11-01T00:16:49.195+10:302014-11-01T00:16:49.195+10:30No the reality of death is not ribbons, laughter a...No the reality of death is not ribbons, laughter and songs...perhaps remembering that the body becomes an empty vessel to the life that once inhabited it and will still remain with us...heart and soul isJae Rosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11509244123008832611noreply@blogger.com