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Chet May 6 Karl was asking more about what our prisoners do. I told him that there is an indoor recreational space available for them to use all year...
Chet May 1 Toya was so kind as to make me a birthday card, in Japanese writing. Inside was a beautifully painted bookmark with a Haiku on it. One of...
Toya 23 April The AM hours are hours of inactivity. In the afternoon, I play ping-pong. I watch a judo match. 24 April I do some laundering. There is...
Chet April 23 I am getting to enjoy these little talks I have mainly with Karl. He wants to become an American citizen, and I think he will be a good...
Lovely piece. I think weeping willows are my favourite trees - so early to turn green, and so graceful in the wind. No doubt there are times to be gentle and others to be strong and hard like oak.
coming into reading this completely cold, I had no idea what you might be writing about. First I thought it was going to be family history - and I was pleased to hear that - always great fun to read and write. But then it went...
When I started reading this, I didn't think about lifts - which I have no trouble with. I thought about whole body counters - which were new when I worked as a dietitian about 40...
I think I caught some echos of other things you have written in the past. The story is so sad, and yet very believable - the importance of the garden - the loneliness and isolation - the introspective personality - and the...
I like it when poems combine with stories, as this one does. How nice to know that even the most humble of beginnings can create someone who will become immortalalised through the things they do.
The first time I wrote about my mother's death it was hard - but somehow, for me, putting these things into words, even if nobody reads them, helps me to accept life and death for what it is....
I think this is a true story, or it reads like it, which makes it all the more interesting from my point of view. I play the organ, so have officiated at countless funerals, incluidng los of wobbly nuns but never with a bishop. I'...
This is the twin piece to the one I read yesterday, and just as biting in its message. But even in ths country, people kill lobsters live and listen to the noise they make as they go into the boiling water.
Hi Bee
Posted on Mon, 18 May 2015
Hi Bee
Sorry to be so long in getting to this. I took a week of going on the site to do some editing on other writing that I've done.
This is so painfully honest, and I think that is necessary if writing on the subject it to be...
Read full commentPosted in The Waiting Room
HI Bee
Posted on Mon, 27 Apr 2015
HI Bee
Lovely piece. I think weeping willows are my favourite trees - so early to turn green, and so graceful in the wind. No doubt there are times to be gentle and others to be strong and hard like oak.
Jean
Read full commentPosted in Tree Me
Hi Maisie
Posted on Fri, 10 Apr 2015
Hi Maisie
coming into reading this completely cold, I had no idea what you might be writing about. First I thought it was going to be family history - and I was pleased to hear that - always great fun to read and write. But then it went...
Read full commentPosted in Leggings a ring reforged.
Hi Bee
Posted on Wed, 01 Apr 2015
Hi Bee
Your portray your fear and anxiety very well.
When I started reading this, I didn't think about lifts - which I have no trouble with. I thought about whole body counters - which were new when I worked as a dietitian about 40...
Read full commentPosted in Walk About a Bit
Hi Tina
Posted on Tue, 24 Mar 2015
Hi Tina
What a lovely poem, and a good start to today. I like the pistachio leaves. Very apt.
Jean
Read full commentPosted in Little Red Shiny Shoes
Hi Helen
Posted on Thu, 19 Mar 2015
Hi Helen
I think I caught some echos of other things you have written in the past. The story is so sad, and yet very believable - the importance of the garden - the loneliness and isolation - the introspective personality - and the...
Read full commentPosted in In the Green Time
Hi Tina
Posted on Sat, 21 Feb 2015
Hi Tina
I like it when poems combine with stories, as this one does. How nice to know that even the most humble of beginnings can create someone who will become immortalalised through the things they do.
Beautifully written....
Read full commentPosted in "All the World's a Stage"
thanks Stephen for reading
Posted on Sat, 31 Jan 2015
thanks Stephen for reading and commenting
The first time I wrote about my mother's death it was hard - but somehow, for me, putting these things into words, even if nobody reads them, helps me to accept life and death for what it is....
Read full commentPosted in Not Afraid
Hi Helen
Posted on Sun, 08 Feb 2015
Hi Helen
I think this is a true story, or it reads like it, which makes it all the more interesting from my point of view. I play the organ, so have officiated at countless funerals, incluidng los of wobbly nuns but never with a bishop. I'...
Read full commentPosted in The Colour of Nothing
Hi Bee
Posted on Wed, 28 Jan 2015
Hi Bee
This is the twin piece to the one I read yesterday, and just as biting in its message. But even in ths country, people kill lobsters live and listen to the noise they make as they go into the boiling water.
I can see you are...
Read full commentPosted in Giving Them a VOICE
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