tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4065121184324490941.post7013439101652615018..comments2023-09-03T02:12:52.497-07:00Comments on And So I Sing: Poems and Iconography: Tuesday Poem: an earlier version published in Footwork 1987Eileen D. Moellerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02052413305874728186noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4065121184324490941.post-24182868449366318512012-03-27T01:15:08.833-07:002012-03-27T01:15:08.833-07:00Really like the way you bring these women to life ...Really like the way you bring these women to life in this poem. The opening with its specific image drew me right in, and I stayed all the way to the bell jar near the end... what a good ending, too. The reader senses a dark layer underneath, and yet something connected too, like the stacking dolls in the picture. This whole post works so well. Glad I wandered here tonight.Michelle Elvyhttp://michelleelvy.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4065121184324490941.post-19975685555099896632012-03-24T19:38:48.159-07:002012-03-24T19:38:48.159-07:00This is so true and these days it doesn't only...This is so true and these days it doesn't only have to apply to women. As the stay-at-home parent for my two sons since mid-2005, I know only too well the suppressed and sometimes unsuppressed rage of slaving away domestically only to be un-noticed and un-appreciated.<br /><br />I love the conclusion of this poem too. Very apt.Ben Hurhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08367615722744097913noreply@blogger.com