tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821243838031243709.post492344367539011413..comments2023-11-05T04:15:44.564-08:00Comments on Robert Frost's Banjo: How High the MoonAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15687192784861682991noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821243838031243709.post-39198794927652683982010-01-17T05:57:32.895-08:002010-01-17T05:57:32.895-08:00Hi T & Ginger
T: So glad you liked it!
Ginge...Hi T & Ginger<br /><br />T: So glad you liked it!<br /><br />Ginger: Thanks! My post this Monday will tell the whole "John-Jack" story--tune in if you have a chance!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15687192784861682991noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821243838031243709.post-80476763520841420752010-01-16T21:58:58.173-08:002010-01-16T21:58:58.173-08:00Oh, I like this one, John...
Wonderful, and beaut...Oh, I like this one, John...<br /><br />Wonderful, and beautiful.<br /><br />"We will rise and say my heart is in my hand and mean it"<br /><br />My heart is in my hand, too. <br /><br />...<br /><br />What's this about 'Jack'?? <br /><br />Do tell us the story, Mr. Hayes. :)Ginger Ingenuehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06904339551806493214noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821243838031243709.post-15877783710420474262010-01-16T19:58:08.228-08:002010-01-16T19:58:08.228-08:00"blue foggy dawn" -- lovely and moody!"blue foggy dawn" -- lovely and moody!T. https://www.blogger.com/profile/16509409207991963533noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821243838031243709.post-54226516394822528722010-01-16T06:07:51.412-08:002010-01-16T06:07:51.412-08:00Hi Dick: Thanks--I guess it's the America of m...Hi Dick: Thanks--I guess it's the America of my dreams, too!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15687192784861682991noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821243838031243709.post-46412342553949094642010-01-16T02:12:32.767-08:002010-01-16T02:12:32.767-08:00Oh yes, this comes from the America of my dreams. ...Oh yes, this comes from the America of my dreams. 'a trailer truck on Highway 95, the glass slide whooshing guitar strings, a riff existing somewhere between the major & minor modes'. Vivat Kerouac and George Thorogood!Dickhttp://patteran.typepad.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821243838031243709.post-46277730961928171952010-01-15T18:29:28.107-08:002010-01-15T18:29:28.107-08:00Hi Karen: Thanks! I think I might do a post on th...Hi Karen: Thanks! I think I might do a post on the whole John/Jack history on Monday!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15687192784861682991noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821243838031243709.post-15560980030420618482010-01-15T17:10:56.154-08:002010-01-15T17:10:56.154-08:00This is wonderful! I can see why you've become...This is wonderful! I can see why you've become Jack - new persona for poetry unleashed! <br /><br />I like these lines and images:<br />"will we rise & say this is what I meant to say all along"<br /><br />and <br /><br />"will we rise & say my heart is in my hand & mean it"<br /><br />and<br /><br />"a birdcall in a blue foggy dawn"<br /><br />and <br /><br />"crows glided across the sagebrush bluffs"<br /><br />and many, many more.Karenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12003379181294550035noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821243838031243709.post-87215697046063460392010-01-15T10:25:42.338-08:002010-01-15T10:25:42.338-08:00Hi Jen, Willow & Audrey
Jen: Thanks so much!
...Hi Jen, Willow & Audrey<br /><br />Jen: Thanks so much!<br /><br />Willow: The John/Jack thing is a very long story. Most of my published poetry appeared under the name Jack, which was a family name for me (very much preferable to either "Junior" or "Little John"). I may write more about this on the blog. Anyway, as I'm moving closer to publishing the "Days of Wine & Roses" collection, I believe I will go back to using that name for poetry. Thanks for the kind words.<br /><br />Audrey: Wow, thanks for that! I feel badly for being out of touch, & will drop you an email today. Really glad you liked this one!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15687192784861682991noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821243838031243709.post-52359734573432772212010-01-15T08:53:41.604-08:002010-01-15T08:53:41.604-08:00I love this poem. You make such fine use of repeti...I love this poem. You make such fine use of repetition to circle around and come to a place of deep and sacred meaning. Slide glass, rise moon, and turn your face our way. Thanks, John!Professor Bilgerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06814324979749733906noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821243838031243709.post-63732288229278902562010-01-15T08:05:32.694-08:002010-01-15T08:05:32.694-08:00Breathtakingly beautiful, John. Or are you Jack? H...Breathtakingly beautiful, John. Or are you Jack? Have you always been Jack?Tess Kincaidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04889725786678984293noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821243838031243709.post-11015268830770846282010-01-15T07:16:20.713-08:002010-01-15T07:16:20.713-08:00you are brilliantly talented. the silky lilt of th...you are brilliantly talented. the silky lilt of that line about the constellations, and you took my breath away when i got to, "this is what i meant to say..." this poem is the best gift of my day.Jennifer Chronicles (jenx67.com)https://www.blogger.com/profile/14420405638287265650noreply@blogger.com