tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177964686272709979.post8949268437776168225..comments2024-03-14T18:03:00.898-07:00Comments on Poet Laundry: Notes from the BloodwaterJennifer Wagnerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04344877737695801883noreply@blogger.comBlogger23125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177964686272709979.post-21748082276285129442013-05-28T19:49:28.148-07:002013-05-28T19:49:28.148-07:00...into the deep of me...
...into the deep of me...<br /><br />grapelinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14929030339206629628noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177964686272709979.post-76570451782392161842013-05-16T12:53:57.898-07:002013-05-16T12:53:57.898-07:00this does feel courageous, raw and honest. I think...this does feel courageous, raw and honest. I think perhaps we all walk around with wounds such as these, sometimes we feel compelled to show them other times hide them. Really beautiful.Laurahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15349928247626849914noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177964686272709979.post-55031720565766615582013-05-15T18:45:29.621-07:002013-05-15T18:45:29.621-07:00So powerful and heart-wrenching... Faith and coura...So powerful and heart-wrenching... Faith and courage between the lines.mrs mediocrityhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01021079985184737831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177964686272709979.post-39772204549442473712013-05-15T16:52:21.527-07:002013-05-15T16:52:21.527-07:00A strong and powerful write, Jen. You penned this ...A strong and powerful write, Jen. You penned this beautifully.ayalahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13243362803799877014noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177964686272709979.post-22226906150724605972013-05-15T10:56:06.388-07:002013-05-15T10:56:06.388-07:00beautiful poetry..:)
new to ur blog and its really...beautiful poetry..:)<br />new to ur blog and its really nice..:)<br />have a look at mine too..:)<br />http://manikhanna793.blogspot.in/Mani Khannahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11774066414912560835noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177964686272709979.post-4418454382200620502013-05-15T06:57:50.368-07:002013-05-15T06:57:50.368-07:00This is why I come here. You use the same tools we...This is why I come here. You use the same tools we all have... letters put together in any way we choose... to create a scene and tell a tale that splashes honest humanity all over the page and dares the reader to sop it up. And you allow us to understand and care.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12460881702249079009noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177964686272709979.post-86393264336086765382013-05-15T05:28:36.591-07:002013-05-15T05:28:36.591-07:00so captured the wounds of lifeso captured the wounds of lifeWolfsrosebudhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17295258422523621134noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177964686272709979.post-2993216930878065242013-05-14T23:14:15.178-07:002013-05-14T23:14:15.178-07:00Very strong! i think the power to come back starts...Very strong! i think the power to come back starts from acknowledging one's wounds.It takes more than courage for thatTCPChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01735466017293465064noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177964686272709979.post-31773967672966878642013-05-14T21:47:51.681-07:002013-05-14T21:47:51.681-07:00What a powerful, intense poem!
Madeleine Begun Ka...What a powerful, intense poem!<br /><br /><a href="http://www.madkane.com/humor_blog/" rel="nofollow">Madeleine Begun Kane</a>Madeleine Begun Kanehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12290268300271622956noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177964686272709979.post-91330122747163814172013-05-14T19:29:03.207-07:002013-05-14T19:29:03.207-07:00Jay knows what it means to be wounded. I had a viv...Jay knows what it means to be wounded. I had a vivid dream about this once. It was detailed, but in short, I was in a desert place, full of despair, and Jay showed up in sandals and a toolbelt and sat down across from me. Then he picked up a rock and duplicated all of my wounds on his own body. Then he reached out his hand. Well, I'm not an idiot. I took it.Fireblossomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07040525704916368792noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177964686272709979.post-35905738089759801022013-05-14T18:14:03.089-07:002013-05-14T18:14:03.089-07:00Drenched in painDrenched in painVandana Sharmahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10270400982093787158noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177964686272709979.post-6378820293742810292013-05-14T16:59:22.324-07:002013-05-14T16:59:22.324-07:00After I read your poem a few times, I thought a lo...After I read your poem a few times, I thought a lot about the sad, sad eyes of many of the women I see on the Hastings strip of Vancouver's tough east end, when I drive into the city. We all have our stories - and fairy tales aren't real.Wendy Bourkehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09475940407969993348noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177964686272709979.post-13975165939363542932013-05-14T16:48:54.452-07:002013-05-14T16:48:54.452-07:00The narrative of this is so sharp, edgy, verging o...The narrative of this is so sharp, edgy, verging on absurdity blending as it does anxiety and comedy. I hear a very strong voice throughout this poem, and that voice is one of hurt innocence, struck dumb by brutal reality. All of that is very real, real enough to strike the reader in the solar plexus and bring to birth a grain of self-awareness.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08784125345525784337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177964686272709979.post-87748629848439392362013-05-14T15:50:13.400-07:002013-05-14T15:50:13.400-07:00I think we are all looking for connection.....with...I think we are all looking for connection.....with safe people....with God...and, yes, Jesus...this is definitely a guy one could like...and he'd probably help a person to understand. A dense poem here, many layers. Bravo.Maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07366010389846904663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177964686272709979.post-34908157852840424332013-05-14T15:14:47.879-07:002013-05-14T15:14:47.879-07:00wow! intense, harsh and so honest. I could feel ...wow! intense, harsh and so honest. I could feel the blood pour. I, myself, am partial to the "oill slicked street after rain." <br /><br />ah, and the ending...I haven't quite given up on him being "a guy like that."RMPhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04054771419356465116noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177964686272709979.post-38210197942782296132013-05-14T14:51:06.838-07:002013-05-14T14:51:06.838-07:00HOLY crap...please help me back up because you kno...HOLY crap...please help me back up because you knocked me on my butt!<br /><br />(.P.S. I am a "near stranger"...)Timoteohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08351410966396854582noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177964686272709979.post-74006994875324586992013-05-14T14:05:34.881-07:002013-05-14T14:05:34.881-07:00This had power and, woven between, threads of so t...This had power and, woven between, threads of so tender and so brave. I loved it.TALONhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03205633556998220372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177964686272709979.post-88995589218824363672013-05-14T14:02:37.845-07:002013-05-14T14:02:37.845-07:00Wow Jennifer---such a strong and honest write--you...Wow Jennifer---such a strong and honest write--you will touch everyone with this in all the good ways that poetry can touch and unite us--Audrey Howitt aka Divaloungerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06854425983822589062noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177964686272709979.post-30195386882594829592013-05-14T13:51:42.362-07:002013-05-14T13:51:42.362-07:00this is a brave and strong write..the younger we a...this is a brave and strong write..the younger we are, the more easily we can get wounded and the wounds can be so deep that we think they never heal...i feel you in this..love the close...he's a wonderful guy me thinks...i like him much..and he surely has the power and patience to healClaudiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03011763027311966186noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177964686272709979.post-56934332360182012202013-05-14T13:31:43.988-07:002013-05-14T13:31:43.988-07:00Wow a really strong piece..
Sometimes I strip it...Wow a really strong piece.. <br /><br />Sometimes I strip it off<br />and break things in half<br />to produce a rough edge<br />and cut the stitching open again<br />to watch the blood flow<br />down the shower drain.<br /><br />Really says more than anything else in the poem...brudberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12563403553536472377noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177964686272709979.post-46553769878618000252013-05-14T11:03:55.208-07:002013-05-14T11:03:55.208-07:00A lot of strength in this poem, sometimes it does ...A lot of strength in this poem, sometimes it does seem like we tear open old wounds, maybe to see if we still feel that same initial pain, hopefully it has faded. Wonderful poem, Jennifer.Lisa A. Williamshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11142569864419738394noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177964686272709979.post-6541918235491684912013-05-14T10:21:32.047-07:002013-05-14T10:21:32.047-07:00This is a very raw, intense piece. I really feel i...This is a very raw, intense piece. I really feel it.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177964686272709979.post-26460799288145150372013-05-14T03:35:05.105-07:002013-05-14T03:35:05.105-07:00wow. a rather honest look through the eyes of one ...wow. a rather honest look through the eyes of one that was wounded such...the doubt in god and even his willingness to let it happen...i could like a guy like that too...that has felt our pain...these stories break my heart by also they motivate me in life to keep going...Brian Millerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00722940075884718007noreply@blogger.com