tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16730740.post5458079183511498606..comments2007-09-05T04:44:27.122-06:00Schmutziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03023867307505601913schmutzie@gmail.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16730740.post-59718257890377171062007-09-05T04:44:27.122-06:002007-09-05T04:44:27.122-06:00I love your poetry so much. This was vivid and beautiful. I smell that coat like my red rubber boots and earthworms in the spring in Pennsylvania.OMYWORD!http://www.blogger.com/profile/14924029943550959553noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16730740.post-31919102070233657562007-08-09T18:30:23.640-06:002007-08-09T18:30:23.640-06:00Oh, sweetness. Lots of folk can't even see that far back, let alone with any detail.Mr. Headhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16581163190899468087noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16730740.post-69387795657406889262007-07-27T19:35:25.108-06:002007-07-27T19:35:25.108-06:00Nice poem, it describes so completely a feeling of comfort. It's amazing how one object from our past can be tied to such vivid memories.Lisahttp://word-for-ward.blogspot.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16730740.post-16508081904807429722007-07-27T14:38:38.578-06:002007-07-27T14:38:38.578-06:00Memories. The picture you paint is so vivid. I'm remembering now that mine was blue.tumblewordshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04279038951489894119noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16730740.post-65013750105098527922007-07-27T13:22:37.435-06:002007-07-27T13:22:37.435-06:00Like the "petite madeleines" of Proust. Interesting poem.Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01179554243504691744noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16730740.post-4568342092935592542007-07-27T10:25:38.326-06:002007-07-27T10:25:38.326-06:00I can't believe the fantastic poetry this week! The images and smells of your beloved coat were amazing! You rocked this!Tammyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14673290512175050093noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16730740.post-47457394841747955622007-07-27T09:49:33.198-06:002007-07-27T09:49:33.198-06:00This evoked very soothing feelings in me. <BR/><BR/>I connected with it as I refus to part with my oldest coat.gautami tripathyhttp://firmlyrooted.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16730740.post-15591702436470198822007-07-27T06:08:16.202-06:002007-07-27T06:08:16.202-06:00i read this on your other page,, and loved it even more the second time around... makes me want to wrap myself up in the warm quilted jacket of my own childhood.....paisleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08231453820728399262noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16730740.post-75347362501619694202007-07-27T01:17:56.808-06:002007-07-27T01:17:56.808-06:00You've captured very well how an item like a coat can take you right back to earlier times. I like the last stanza particularly.Crafty Green Poethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02486633917197181851noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16730740.post-40585219684240606812007-07-26T22:19:59.648-06:002007-07-26T22:19:59.648-06:00Beautifully written. I love the precise details and suprises.<BR/><BR/>"That coat is a place" is marvelous, though I love all the buggy things, too....debhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14744896385434246402noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16730740.post-55681718170332261542007-07-26T11:46:29.103-06:002007-07-26T11:46:29.103-06:00Such vivid memories of a happy, safe time in your life. Lovely poem.paris parfaithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05457437124988976587noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16730740.post-15884278157761665372007-07-26T10:58:07.394-06:002007-07-26T10:58:07.394-06:00Your poetry is always so evocative and I so enjoy reading it. You really have a wy with words- they take me to another place and time.<BR/>Thank you...Regina Clare Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14287107184977896696noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16730740.post-67339477412467175832007-07-26T08:15:39.775-06:002007-07-26T08:15:39.775-06:00I really like this, and can identify. Vivid yet comfortable, as if it were my own recollection.Davehttp://www.vianegativa.usnoreply@blogger.com