tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820615718469502862.post2761990901440932020..comments2023-10-05T03:12:14.296-07:00Comments on poemette: diasporic flavorgautami tripathyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04192356825699543613noreply@blogger.comBlogger19125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820615718469502862.post-66455247641466459252011-12-12T19:05:14.209-08:002011-12-12T19:05:14.209-08:00http://gooseberrygoespoetic.blogspot.com/2011/12/p...http://gooseberrygoespoetic.blogspot.com/2011/12/poetry-picnic-week-17photos-nostalgia.html<br><br><br>one of your entry from last year is represented at our week 17 poetry picnic,<br><br>check it out,<br><br>welcome joining us today.Morninghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05532576755186051550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820615718469502862.post-82234819528737033132011-12-11T09:51:12.329-08:002011-12-11T09:51:12.329-08:00I am new to visit your blog. Found you through the...I am new to visit your blog. Found you through the Poetry Pantry and I am certainly happy that I did because I really like your style. This piece reminds me much of my own, having spent most of my time writing about those memories and trying to capture just a hint of their taste once more. You have a new fan, I am following!<br><br>Kelliemagicinthebackyardhttp://magicinthebackyard.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820615718469502862.post-34639838666156043182011-12-11T08:55:09.193-08:002011-12-11T08:55:09.193-08:00"a membrane of fleeting nostalgia so heavy th..."a membrane of fleeting nostalgia so heavy that I needed a crane" I have memories that feel like this. Great, expressive piece!Laura Mariahttp://dreamingpaperthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/11/112711-i-used-to-think-that-youd-be.htmlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820615718469502862.post-90332348768267537482011-12-04T07:46:01.245-08:002011-12-04T07:46:01.245-08:00the ending is so well saidthe ending is so well saidzongrikhttp://zongrik.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820615718469502862.post-46701932623732186012011-12-01T18:32:52.947-08:002011-12-01T18:32:52.947-08:00I imagine finding a quiet space during a family or...I imagine finding a quiet space during a family or non-family gathering and feeling the weight<br>of the past brush against you.<br><br>Also, there is a Zelda quality to this poem.Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12426662172298236416noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820615718469502862.post-76664941061641872422011-11-30T19:42:23.113-08:002011-11-30T19:42:23.113-08:00Processions of people through time, memory, histor...Processions of people through time, memory, history..and I suppose eventually ennui does set in. Well done!Beachannyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08638256396472533685noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820615718469502862.post-80891369390043997272011-11-30T17:52:54.076-08:002011-11-30T17:52:54.076-08:00a membrane of fleeting nostalgiaso heavy that I ne...a membrane of fleeting nostalgia<br>so heavy that I needed a crane<br><br>Phrases like this are what make your poetry so exceptional. I love this.<br><br>Namaste.........ccjcj Schlottmanhttp://cjschlottman-mypoems.blogspot.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820615718469502862.post-42124192821625568432011-11-30T12:43:41.510-08:002011-11-30T12:43:41.510-08:00llagreat lines here Gautami..thanks for thisllagreat lines here Gautami..thanks for thisWayne Pitchkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15376196523487344143noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820615718469502862.post-38063292526062945352011-11-30T12:06:36.454-08:002011-11-30T12:06:36.454-08:00Gautami, each poemlet flows into the next effortle...Gautami, each poemlet flows into the next effortlessly. Lovely.<br><br>Pamelaflauberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18424439866515694972noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820615718469502862.post-77765562818833059232011-11-30T11:08:39.295-08:002011-11-30T11:08:39.295-08:00That lone voice from the past caught my attention....That lone voice from the past caught my attention. It's funny how in the middle of a crowd you can have a sudden space and privacy to yourself in a thought or a memory.<br><br>And I like the irony you created in this couplet: "a membrane of fleeting nostalgia/so heavy that I needed a crane".<br><br>-NicoleRaven's Wing Poetryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08576438868694047958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820615718469502862.post-14606681871609222152011-11-30T06:50:23.431-08:002011-11-30T06:50:23.431-08:00Nostalgic and clamoring for ennui. Seems almost as...Nostalgic and clamoring for ennui. Seems almost as if the gathering were not real,a phantasm of reflective dreaming. Well done G.<br>Regards,<br>DonaldDonald Harbourhttp://woodennickel.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820615718469502862.post-84447079278325245752011-11-30T02:31:20.843-08:002011-11-30T02:31:20.843-08:00I need a crane. Wow. Evocative words.I need a crane. Wow. Evocative words.irenehttp://enerihot.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820615718469502862.post-36008990549006882822011-11-30T01:59:55.274-08:002011-11-30T01:59:55.274-08:00Nicely expressed...I hope crane helped you... now ...Nicely expressed...I hope crane helped you... now I know what I need to do under such a weight of some membrane of nostalgia..Ramesh Soodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05589155663544312563noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820615718469502862.post-50343088307073460842011-11-30T01:52:55.374-08:002011-11-30T01:52:55.374-08:00Lovely poemlets. Especially the final couplet!Lovely poemlets. Especially the final couplet!vivinfrancehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07388722600118753457noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820615718469502862.post-1123363506548528602011-11-29T23:47:51.654-08:002011-11-29T23:47:51.654-08:00Wow...beautifully written...a lone voice from the ...Wow...beautifully written...a lone voice from the past created noise silently..tugs the heart.JANUhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06983287092498427967noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820615718469502862.post-2105653383305804492011-11-29T22:00:33.081-08:002011-11-29T22:00:33.081-08:00and they always turn up so unexpected..in the midd...and they always turn up so unexpected..in the middle of our busy days.. love the imagery here..the lonely garden chair.. also the word diasporic..Claudiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03011763027311966186noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820615718469502862.post-43901339685557077322011-11-29T18:28:54.812-08:002011-11-29T18:28:54.812-08:00I had to look up diasporic, learned a new word, th...I had to look up diasporic, learned a new word, thank you!aka_andreahttp://scrawledonapage.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820615718469502862.post-48219507463095434402011-11-29T17:58:09.193-08:002011-11-29T17:58:09.193-08:00a lone voice from the pastcreated noise silentlylo...a lone voice from the past<br>created noise silently<br><br><br><br>love all the lines, well done.The Orange Treehttp://cooloceanwaves.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820615718469502862.post-56498015235919479812011-11-29T17:25:51.187-08:002011-11-29T17:25:51.187-08:00nice...crazy how those memories can do that...i li...nice...crazy how those memories can do that...i like how you have it engaging all the sense as that often happens to me...Brian Millerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00722940075884718007noreply@blogger.com