tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586553197417548371.post6014373957767129408..comments2023-10-29T08:26:39.264-04:00Comments on Linda's Poems: SacrificeLinda Jacobshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14459940700516084069noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586553197417548371.post-62682004035836434312008-02-15T23:41:00.000-05:002008-02-15T23:41:00.000-05:00What a terrific take on the prompt. I'm so glad yo...What a terrific take on the prompt. I'm so glad you brought this out for us.Debhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14744896385434246402noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586553197417548371.post-20719134708539490752008-02-15T13:02:00.000-05:002008-02-15T13:02:00.000-05:00I guess it's hard for me to imagine that anyone wo...I guess it's hard for me to imagine that anyone would think their art was permanent-- in terms of the lifetime of the world. To me, sand art and other ephemera just represent a recognition of that truth.Tiel Aisha Ansarihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03994169558252043919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586553197417548371.post-60221393276299891792008-02-12T10:04:00.000-05:002008-02-12T10:04:00.000-05:00Beautiful poem which raises an important question....Beautiful poem which raises an important question. Certainly I couldn't write if I didn't think it permanent.anthonynorthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06680944720744601697noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586553197417548371.post-74539076808329931852008-02-12T07:17:00.000-05:002008-02-12T07:17:00.000-05:00A deceptively profound poem. The title asks the qu...A deceptively profound poem. The title asks the question and I think for myself, writing poetry rather than speaking it, I too seek permanence.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586553197417548371.post-49364670331635489122008-02-12T04:17:00.000-05:002008-02-12T04:17:00.000-05:00this is lovely, it reminds me of Andy Goldsworthy ...this is lovely, it reminds me of Andy Goldsworthy an environmental artist whose work is left and then shaped by the environment. Transience, impermanence, having the grace to accept that you can't control things foreverCrafty Green Poethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02486633917197181851noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586553197417548371.post-57284516149601794372008-02-11T22:21:00.000-05:002008-02-11T22:21:00.000-05:00This poem washes in and out like the tide! It is ...This poem washes in and out like the tide! It is a complete thought about an "incomplete" thing, or if not incomplete, impermanent. Very nice! And what a great theme for sacrifice.<BR/><BR/>Thanks for your comment on my bird poem! I like your notion of wounds and hammers. That describes it well, better than I even knew when I was writing it.<BR/><BR/>The cat...well, I figured a cat could identify a bird as well as I can!jillypoethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14951224240914478371noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586553197417548371.post-34797902667840351922008-02-11T21:55:00.000-05:002008-02-11T21:55:00.000-05:00Lovely demonstration of the impermanence of life, ...Lovely demonstration of the impermanence of life, despite our endevouring to build something grand in the midst of it.The Bravehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00282554943243721918noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586553197417548371.post-88476662949435652772008-02-11T21:36:00.000-05:002008-02-11T21:36:00.000-05:00i like hello and good bye being the same ...i like hello and good bye being the same ...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586553197417548371.post-26941078553023836652008-02-11T21:14:00.000-05:002008-02-11T21:14:00.000-05:00There is this artist in Orissa in India who builts...There is this artist in Orissa in India who builts sculpture in the sand every evening when he is living there. He is known to have made sculptures of all the Hindu Gods as well as Christ.<BR/><BR/>Thanks for this post.<BR/><BR/><A HREF="http://firmlyrooted.blogspot.com/2008/02/common-enough-story-in-verse.html" REL="nofollow">A common enough story in broken lines</A>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586553197417548371.post-31991138272413319862008-02-11T20:39:00.000-05:002008-02-11T20:39:00.000-05:00Hey, you've made a good point here, why would thes...Hey, you've made a good point here, why would these artists sacrifice their work to the next tide? And then there's the people who sculpture in ice...Andy Sewinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10023449074796269533noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586553197417548371.post-48542167765740965952008-02-11T19:29:00.000-05:002008-02-11T19:29:00.000-05:00having lived on the atlantic coast for many years,...having lived on the atlantic coast for many years,, i have wondered this so many times... what inspires them??? i do not believe i would want my "art" to be so temporary..... this was a lovely poem on this theme....paisleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08231453820728399262noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5586553197417548371.post-25887040287362647272008-02-11T19:17:00.000-05:002008-02-11T19:17:00.000-05:00Lovely. This poem works just right for the prompt....Lovely. This poem works just right for the prompt. Reminds me of the Tibetan monks who paint elaborate mandalas in the sand. Life with it's experiences is like a dream. It exists in the present only. I think that's their message!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com