"Those of such worth," then those have impressed others, "then be we the pensive" the meek who fear and in hushed silence are not heard but only unto themselves. And then lament within their soul.
Lovely Budd, written so well and artfully. It should be placed on a card laminated and put in your pocket.
This has such an unbelievable depth, fantastic.
“Those of such worth” leave indeed indelible markings along their path, but don’t we do all in our own unique way.
We all leave traces along our path as a remembrance of who we were and what we did.
Beautiful Budd, to speak with Jane, this has to be carved out in marble
Wait! You're making me crazy with this one!! This needs to be engraved into blue clay and baked......oh, yes!
Love ya!
Jane
Reviewed by Sandy Hoynacki (Reader)
Reviewed on July 25, 2012
Budd, if I had to choose a favored line, I could not do so. It reads as one of the famous writers' works of another time. You are indeed, gifted in word and thought.
Another depth of pursuit unearthing buried thought, long forgotten, urgently needed today. "...or was it merely thus the skien of our life, writ." Indeed.
From First Love to its destructive end and on to new beginnings, Mary Angela Nangini's poems explore the birth and death of a relationship. The powerful poems are presented in two parts with an introduction to her next book My Ontario Beautiful. (Th
The songs and art in this book are about our collective emergence after the pandemic and trauma of the last few years - comprised of 5 collections: World as Refuge, Where We Live, In Our Hands, Rhythms of Change and What We See & Sow.
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Lady Vivian
Lovely Budd, written so well and artfully. It should be placed on a card laminated and put in your pocket.
Love and Light
Lily
Anna
of unexpected wonders is amazing.
Lady Mary Ann
“Those of such worth” leave indeed indelible markings along their path, but don’t we do all in our own unique way.
We all leave traces along our path as a remembrance of who we were and what we did.
Beautiful Budd, to speak with Jane, this has to be carved out in marble
Love ya!
Jane
Sandy
"scattering in the blow
of old Mariah's breath." . . . One of my all-times favorite songs.