tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4065121184324490941.post4181522334125984718..comments2023-09-03T02:12:52.497-07:00Comments on And So I Sing: Poems and Iconography: Tuesday Poem: originally published by Lake Effect Magazine in 1987Eileen D. Moellerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02052413305874728186noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4065121184324490941.post-9763400519466419632013-03-06T22:00:45.303-08:002013-03-06T22:00:45.303-08:00I was caught by the wolf - but it was the - "...I was caught by the wolf - but it was the - "...choose shadow over light" That was the killer. Really enjoyed this one :)<br /><br />Cheers,<br /><br />AliciaAJ Ponderhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15625252892255925438noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4065121184324490941.post-28458645783915918092013-03-05T00:52:30.542-08:002013-03-05T00:52:30.542-08:00Very nice. Hearth and heart. To be the hiss of the...Very nice. Hearth and heart. To be the hiss of the snowshoe, the haloed breath, the wailing of the wind. To be consumed by the winter -- to become the winter. I think of Stevens's <a href="http://immortalmuse.wordpress.com/2011/12/21/it-was-beginning-winter-by-theodore-roethke/" rel="nofollow">"Snow Man"</a> and <a href="http://immortalmuse.wordpress.com/2011/12/21/it-was-beginning-winter-by-theodore-roethke/" rel="nofollow">"It was Beginning Winter"</a> by Roethke. And I think the wolf in your poem is the same wolf keeping warm beside the fire of Tim Jones's post this week.Zireauxhttp://www.immortalmuse.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4065121184324490941.post-63018213845830003412013-03-05T00:13:08.292-08:002013-03-05T00:13:08.292-08:00Very nice closing. Thanks for the poem and the jou...Very nice closing. Thanks for the poem and the journey it takes us on.Rethabilehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03523368313680103826noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4065121184324490941.post-25223831507380229882013-03-04T11:04:59.877-08:002013-03-04T11:04:59.877-08:00I love this description of cold. Especially havin...I love this description of cold. Especially having just come back from the equator. A beautiful poem.Kathleen Joneshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07645566938871914385noreply@blogger.com