tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8552083088916942937.post3495614621795859476..comments2023-12-13T03:19:15.138-08:00Comments on The Drift Record : Poetry Stretch - Blackbirds, Summer HumsUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8552083088916942937.post-60769757910749402162009-08-26T05:18:34.724-07:002009-08-26T05:18:34.724-07:00Julie,
UM...I love your poetry stretch contributi...Julie,<br /><br />UM...I love your poetry stretch contribution! So clever.Elaine Magliarohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09829330276633865868noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8552083088916942937.post-89631344522528787032009-08-23T13:16:29.343-07:002009-08-23T13:16:29.343-07:00Julie, I just came inside from the garden, where t...Julie, I just came inside from the garden, where the bees had their noses in the mint blossoms.<br /><br />Thanks for the lovely words, and for one of the most gorgeous blogs around. Where do you get the wonderful photos? Are they yours?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8552083088916942937.post-68569221587127389062009-08-22T05:19:39.985-07:002009-08-22T05:19:39.985-07:00The hums we hear are the cicadas and toads. Love t...The hums we hear are the cicadas and toads. Love that in August. 13 Ways is one of my favorite poems. It reminds me of haiku, of course. :) I can't wait to see our whole thing put together by Trisha.Andromeda Jazmonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12355192738014962965noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8552083088916942937.post-31085651914326420562009-08-21T20:12:57.741-07:002009-08-21T20:12:57.741-07:00The older I get, the faster summer goes by. And I ...The older I get, the faster summer goes by. And I love fall.Color Onlinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15062017327837729986noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8552083088916942937.post-46320340063538256642009-08-21T06:54:06.770-07:002009-08-21T06:54:06.770-07:00Ooooh! Love the mmms of autumn!
I personally also...Ooooh! Love the mmms of autumn!<br /><br />I personally also like the "iced coffees of summer" but that's not nearly as evocative as your poem.....Greg Pincushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00449684160718426340noreply@blogger.com