tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post4807103990151423971..comments2024-01-01T20:33:52.554-08:00Comments on a moon, worn as if it had been a shell: Love LetterElizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03313726816776097840noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-10002997095884921642012-01-18T18:56:54.291-08:002012-01-18T18:56:54.291-08:00I keep trying to think of something to say. It sta...I keep trying to think of something to say. It stayed with me after I read it earlier. It's really quite something .Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15924061349390319473noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-83462277093654343292012-01-16T03:22:14.447-08:002012-01-16T03:22:14.447-08:00This is so beautiful and so mysterious, and "...This is so beautiful and so mysterious, and "...could I sing you a song if it was unpracticed" strikes me as one of the most vulnerable, poignant questions I've ever heard, and I don't even really know what it means in its own context. But it moves me, for sure.Amyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05060981990418144426noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-6283653527009477192012-01-15T06:00:46.518-08:002012-01-15T06:00:46.518-08:00I am loving these small pictures. They are like th...I am loving these small pictures. They are like the tiny detail in the middle of a huge image.Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.com