tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post2938099895623570892..comments2024-01-01T20:33:52.554-08:00Comments on a moon, worn as if it had been a shell: WeirdoElizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03313726816776097840noreply@blogger.comBlogger21125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-80573750685822588062016-01-18T16:56:13.683-08:002016-01-18T16:56:13.683-08:00Your "weirdness" floats my boat in my ci...Your "weirdness" floats my boat in my city of interesting women.Denise Emanuel Clemenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10982725113569943337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-3559063951306265472016-01-15T22:15:20.906-08:002016-01-15T22:15:20.906-08:00Those night watches are a heavy weight. How I woul...Those night watches are a heavy weight. How I would love the whispering voice of the tiny soldier man too. What is it with us who care and hold so much?Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10818795902981871173noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-3972123726095863882016-01-15T08:37:39.270-08:002016-01-15T08:37:39.270-08:00I, too, have those panicky moments in the dark jus...I, too, have those panicky moments in the dark just before dawn. I've taken to slipping a piece of paper under my pillow before I go to bed that says something supportive and kind - "remember, your track record for surviving hard things is 100%," or "the morning always comes and things look better in the light of day," or simply, "you are loved and that is enough." What is it about those hours?kariohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10150537989886423212noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-62692220844758531372016-01-14T09:14:27.954-08:002016-01-14T09:14:27.954-08:00Beautiful little piece of reflection, thank you fo...Beautiful little piece of reflection, thank you for sharing with us. As for the middle of the night horrors, a Neil Young quote...<br />Don't let it bring you down<br />It's only castles burning<br />Find someone that's turning<br />And you will come around<br />Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-3384374492447052622016-01-14T07:32:17.762-08:002016-01-14T07:32:17.762-08:00This made me laugh. Weirdo. Yup, weren't we al...This made me laugh. Weirdo. Yup, weren't we all. My nickname at summer camp was 'Butch', um, I'm so NOT Butch but we had the 'Boy's Names Club' so therefore...<br /><br />Love you,<br /><br />Bethbeth coyotehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04671290135595711572noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-61219612732621030932016-01-14T03:16:59.649-08:002016-01-14T03:16:59.649-08:00I would take "Aqueero" as a compliment. ...I would take "Aqueero" as a compliment. But that's just me. :)<br /><br />I suppose the world is in fact neither orange-and-blue nor an utter darkness, but a mixture -- right? And no matter what it changes from one to the other and back again, ad infinitum, which I find a source of comfort.Steve Reedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11684120060438252945noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-63949372075943171152016-01-13T19:50:39.383-08:002016-01-13T19:50:39.383-08:00I miss having someone to calm the middle of the ni...I miss having someone to calm the middle of the night panic too. Everything seems so impossible and insurmountable when you are alone in bed in the middle of the night... Christienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-11086058630161426982016-01-13T18:06:51.423-08:002016-01-13T18:06:51.423-08:00Wow. How do you write like that?.... I am so glad ...Wow. How do you write like that?.... I am so glad Sophie is doing better! And that you have that rhino, the plastic soldier-man, the pink and orange and blue. Wishing you a speedy recovery.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14613382795323157632noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-22539621931883937372016-01-13T16:24:51.230-08:002016-01-13T16:24:51.230-08:00Write it on a piece of paper, and wear it in a loc...Write it on a piece of paper, and wear it in a locket? We all need one of those little plastic peoplen. https://www.etsy.com/ie/listing/92610309/spherical-locket-necklace-dragonfly?ga_order=most_relevant&ga_search_type=all&ga_view_type=gallery&ga_search_query=spherical%20locket%20necklace&ref=sr_gallery_1Johttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08988685736635515808noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-81803015724276708512016-01-13T16:19:01.553-08:002016-01-13T16:19:01.553-08:00And being a little sick can intensify those predaw...And being a little sick can intensify those predawn thoughts and longings for protection.<br />It makes me slightly melancholy to remember that my nickname in third grade was Slugger,<br />for hitting home runs.Ahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06318174928862120631noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-78578403037607439322016-01-13T16:06:58.920-08:002016-01-13T16:06:58.920-08:00Really beautiful. I hope that soldier does his job...Really beautiful. I hope that soldier does his job well. MaryLou Connollyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10487084753413140281noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-37656424091373411572016-01-13T15:46:21.258-08:002016-01-13T15:46:21.258-08:00Sending hugs Elizabeth.Sending hugs Elizabeth.My life so farhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16721270441968035994noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-15106392029704642012016-01-13T15:45:52.009-08:002016-01-13T15:45:52.009-08:00When we moved in here, I found a tiny plastic bull...When we moved in here, I found a tiny plastic bull in the yard- some discard from a child's toy box. It sits on my window sill in the laundry room and I feel it watches over us. I have so many totems- we all need them. I still can't bring myself to say out loud what the other children called me when I was young. I was fat, so you can imagine. <br />You are the most brilliant writer, shining a magnifying light on the smallest and largest things. I hope you know that. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-54994167991216915532016-01-13T15:21:44.425-08:002016-01-13T15:21:44.425-08:00Dear Elizabeth!
It isn't an italian city, for ...Dear Elizabeth!<br />It isn't an italian city, for me, for the roof's shape....and I don't remember we had "suffragettes"!!!<br />We had been in late for this matter, and not only for this!<br />I can't speak about my nickname when I was young, it is an italian word I hated so much! It was "secchiona" meaning one studying too much! <br />But I was also nice Elizabeth!:-)<br /><br />Strong Elizabeth!<br />With love<br />AnnaAnnahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16496171021423741298noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-4303661425651736612016-01-13T14:58:08.624-08:002016-01-13T14:58:08.624-08:00Silly me. Not sure why I typed hippo! Thank you!Silly me. Not sure why I typed hippo! Thank you!Elizabethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03313726816776097840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-68995950691615766562016-01-13T13:42:59.866-08:002016-01-13T13:42:59.866-08:00psst... I think that's a rhino!psst... I think that's a rhino!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-19482738690209319042016-01-13T13:10:29.077-08:002016-01-13T13:10:29.077-08:00I think of the women as revolutionaries, in the be...I think of the women as revolutionaries, in the best sense of the word, Elizabeth. Not terrorists but those who bring about change for the better. The pain of childhood nicknames runs on forever. My childhood name, Elisabeth Schooneveldt, became Schooney, and for a while I was friends with a girl named Dianne Argoon. The taunts that followed: Schooney, the loony, goes out with Dianne Argooney. I can hear their voices still. How wonderful to be able to write this here and feel the shame of it drop away in resonance with your experience at the mockery of your second name and being thought weird.Elisabethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04015624747225433940noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-26446597591990668282016-01-13T12:41:41.368-08:002016-01-13T12:41:41.368-08:00No matter how strong you are, you need someone/som...No matter how strong you are, you need someone/something beside you. I love your reflection!<br /><br />Best,<br />BonnieFrom the Kitchenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00789641912016566894noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-17475982061602522842016-01-13T12:41:06.320-08:002016-01-13T12:41:06.320-08:00Me too.Me too.livhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00091094639074377780noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-21752648404518692072016-01-13T12:09:47.442-08:002016-01-13T12:09:47.442-08:00Oh, Elizabeth. I have no words. Until your heart a...Oh, Elizabeth. I have no words. Until your heart and brain and soul recover you have your little army man and plastic hippo teaching you about all of this. <br /><br />I think the women are suffragettes. Birdiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03479872783727855901noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-85234100163334217642016-01-13T11:14:31.526-08:002016-01-13T11:14:31.526-08:00this is beautiful writing. this is beautiful writing. 37paddingtonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12400464105403622384noreply@blogger.com