tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375684657483536810.post4563732716141498508..comments2024-03-24T11:00:49.738-05:00Comments on Live Your Poem...: If Cows Were Red or Yellow (poem)Irene Lathamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04905936104127707762noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375684657483536810.post-41473239962624945362022-07-31T12:36:26.216-05:002022-07-31T12:36:26.216-05:00Love that photo of your mom, Irene--I do wish you ...Love that photo of your mom, Irene--I do wish you all a smoother time ahead. I find this poem unsettling, and I think the most important line is "remember brown cows, sweet milk?"--to me that reads like the only real thing in the poem, like everything else is dystopian future and self-deluding tendency to hope it'll all work out even if we do nothing.<br />Wow--that came out kinda dark. And that's how you know it's a good poem.Heidi Mordhorsthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16496427007514895950noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375684657483536810.post-48692814798524807682022-07-30T13:51:51.118-05:002022-07-30T13:51:51.118-05:00"our together-breath will purple the air"..."our together-breath will purple the air" -- love this! Hmm...someday, someday. I like someday; it's dreamy. It lets me lay on a chaise imagining all that might be. And I'll pick one thing or another, like wildflowers, and take them indoors to make a bouquet.Patricia Franzhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06291738294052016720noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375684657483536810.post-71949648152717405632022-07-30T08:54:13.386-05:002022-07-30T08:54:13.386-05:00I used to ask my parents when someday was. What a ...I used to ask my parents when someday was. What a great question to consider. I grew up around a LOT of cows. I love that photo of your mom with her Daisy. I sure hope and pray that she is only delayed a week for the medicine she needs to get better.<br />There are so many colorful words in this poem that I enjoy...purpling the air...love that one!Linda Mitchellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00833034575304594924noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375684657483536810.post-73129865711014023032022-07-29T23:33:12.957-05:002022-07-29T23:33:12.957-05:00Irene, I love that photo of your mom in her starch...Irene, I love that photo of your mom in her starchy white dress and Penny. Wow, she is stunning. I pray she gets through Covid and successful chemo both without any more delays. I love this line: "escape the swelter, take shelter in a barn" Thanks for writing about the maligned "someday" with such beauty and contagious dreaming. Today I wrote about a book group studying Dictionary for a Better World. Have you heard about it from Kim Johnson? Denise Krebshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00583406241247334445noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375684657483536810.post-42287164752787798872022-07-29T19:30:18.609-05:002022-07-29T19:30:18.609-05:00Oh, hugs, Irene! I'm so sorry your mom is deal...Oh, hugs, Irene! I'm so sorry your mom is dealing with so much. I love the picture and the poem. Marcie Flinchum Atkinshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06253511592239628178noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375684657483536810.post-28933127230114529782022-07-29T14:32:22.022-05:002022-07-29T14:32:22.022-05:00Yasss, Irene. That's a fun poem! "Purple ...Yasss, Irene. That's a fun poem! "Purple the air"--wish I'd thought of that. I send good wishes for a speedy recover to your mom. That photo is wonderful.Susan T.https://www.blogger.com/profile/18089222122168879532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375684657483536810.post-75308580421430277692022-07-29T09:34:32.823-05:002022-07-29T09:34:32.823-05:00I like "someday" too --it is a secret de...I like "someday" too --it is a secret delicious thing. Great photo of Penny and your mom. Sending love to LathamLand xoTabathahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14367572663591077922noreply@blogger.com