tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post572647927011406145..comments2024-01-28T03:56:39.351-08:00Comments on TOM CLARK: Full Moon through Clouds (February)Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-76511857394007634642011-02-20T08:13:22.201-08:002011-02-20T08:13:22.201-08:00Many thanks, Don.
We get so few moments of truly ...Many thanks, Don.<br /><br />We get so few moments of truly astonished attention, it seems worth trying to "catch" them once in a while... though of course the gaps in the net (word capture) so often turn out to be larger than those slippery moments (speaking, as we were just now, of love in vain!).TChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05915822857461178942noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-7478860395186870112011-02-20T04:31:50.665-08:002011-02-20T04:31:50.665-08:00Beautiful segue between poem and image, Tom.
Real...Beautiful segue between poem and image, Tom.<br /><br />Really lovely.<br /><br />DonIssa's Untidy Huthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07352841590717991698noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-37234789405139701732011-02-18T08:57:59.043-08:002011-02-18T08:57:59.043-08:00well
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nice to "see" that two peo...well<br /><br />thanks<br /><br />nice to "see" that two people who yet know "stuff" is thinking<br /><br />a<br />bout<br />me<br /><br />& <br /> moonEd Bakerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11285310130024785775noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-15801717337252993422011-02-18T08:40:12.524-08:002011-02-18T08:40:12.524-08:00Ed,
How could I have done a post like this one wi...Ed,<br /><br />How could I have done a post like this one without thinking of you?TChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05915822857461178942noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-34751270782186870002011-02-18T08:28:44.993-08:002011-02-18T08:28:44.993-08:00beauties (as usual) you give us today
I've wr...beauties (as usual) you give us today<br /><br />I've written a few (maybe 12,322) "full moon" 'shorties'<br /><br />your moon/clouds one re-minds me of my:<br /><br />full moon<br />behind a cloud<br />will I see you again<br /><br />&<br /><br />full <br />moon<br /><br />clouds<br /><br />my<br />mindEd Bakerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11285310130024785775noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-40287345596852715082011-02-18T07:40:20.935-08:002011-02-18T07:40:20.935-08:00It's a pity to have to live in a moonless city...It's a pity to have to live in a moonless city to make a living, probably more of a pity to live in the moonful countryside and not make a living, what is one to do.<br /><br />Live in a moon-sometimes city and not make a living.<br /><br />That last night's/this morning's sometimes-moon was somewhat out of the ordinary is confirmed by Stephen, who is fortunate not to be living in a city at all.<br /><br />Also by A., who encountered it some hours after I did, and remarked on its being huge, and orange.<br /><br />"It's got to have something to do with the storms," opineth she.<br /><br />(Which takes us back to where this moony wisp of a poem started...)TChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05915822857461178942noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-21995102868260411692011-02-18T07:09:12.717-08:002011-02-18T07:09:12.717-08:00Tom,
Yes, that moon last night suddenly appearing...Tom,<br /><br />Yes, that moon last night suddenly appearing through opening in clouds, then disappearing behind clouds all lit up by it, then coming out again, looking down on us who kept going outside to see it again, and again. . . . and still up there this morning before it got light, going down behind the cypress tree. . . .<br /><br /><br />2.18<br /><br />grey blackness of sky above black plane<br />of ridge, whiteness of moon by branches<br />in foreground, wave sounding in channel<br /><br /> placement of second element<br /> follows this, on side<br /><br /> to which this system, shape<br /> such that, by distant<br /><br />grey-white of sky reflected in channel,<br />shadowed green pine on tip of sandspitSTEPHEN RATCLIFFEhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12339481653546188412noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-79507294110552809432011-02-18T07:03:53.244-08:002011-02-18T07:03:53.244-08:00tom,
i think i duplicated curtis' experience r...tom,<br />i think i duplicated curtis' experience reading this poem....the moon here in the cities of our country is seldom seen let alone brilliantly...a recent trip to my native place(the stuff of crop fields,water pumping wells,ponderously roaming cattle,and the ones bred for family needs etc...)i found the brilliance again...and with it ,thanks to western disturbances, <a href="http://thelandabovewater.blogspot.com/2011/02/submit.html" rel="nofollow">this</a> ..i felt closer to moon...but life has to be earned...and so i sit under moonless skies....manik sharmahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18055072451804840121noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-71749191390611823232011-02-18T05:57:42.764-08:002011-02-18T05:57:42.764-08:00Curtis,
I love the idea of full moons and moon sh...Curtis,<br /><br />I love the idea of full moons and moon shadows in Tuxedo.<br /><br />The stuff of cinematic dreams!TChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05915822857461178942noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-69942916323950803712011-02-18T05:00:15.947-08:002011-02-18T05:00:15.947-08:00I feel I'm looking up through the words of the...I feel I'm looking up through the words of the poem to the moon in the sky:<br /><br />"through an opening<br />in the flotilla of big<br />low rain saturated"<br /><br />-- a heady feeling.<br /><br />I had never seen that O'Keefe, which makes me feel good about New York, which I like.<br /><br />The best part about Tuxedo, NY (especially winters) are the full moons and the moon shadows, which make you forget about everything except things like the sensations you write about here.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com