tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840208411822507230.post2159366304344603985..comments2023-10-28T13:51:30.002+02:00Comments on Fleeing Muses: Postcards across the veiltamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01112433561328525664noreply@blogger.comBlogger18125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840208411822507230.post-73484818799590082502008-11-01T05:36:00.000+02:002008-11-01T05:36:00.000+02:00Thanks for the blog and thanks so much for sharing...Thanks for the blog and thanks so much for sharing. Much appreciated.starryeyedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16079955038919940757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840208411822507230.post-37673306644385143732008-10-28T06:18:00.000+02:002008-10-28T06:18:00.000+02:00what a beautifully written post. you said you are ...what a beautifully written post. you said you are bit of a rescuer.I think that is a sweet thing to be, it's good to want to help others, and ourselves, right? I hope you find the way to remember your friend that will be gentle on your heart.<BR/>xxLori annhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02860428306713379828noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840208411822507230.post-50889139632061667562008-10-27T13:12:00.000+02:002008-10-27T13:12:00.000+02:00Janelle you are far too kind. Such flattery is out...Janelle you are far too kind. Such flattery is out of proportion to that which is being flattered. Those stories fall firmly under the category marked 'juvenilia'. Which means I have to publish other books first and one day a collection of other quaint pieces from my youth. Haha. actually there were a series of red dress stories. I should dig them out.tamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01112433561328525664noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840208411822507230.post-29566337530409206952008-10-27T11:06:00.000+02:002008-10-27T11:06:00.000+02:00tam...wow...god. so beautiful. so so beautiful. so...tam...wow...god. so beautiful. so so beautiful. so sad. so wild. so beautiful. i love love LOVE your writing. always have. book please. now. i remember a story you wrote about a red dress too..and wild dogs...come on. the world is waiting. waiting. kisses always xxx jJanellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05125077795925721552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840208411822507230.post-78277956535040869302008-10-27T10:51:00.000+02:002008-10-27T10:51:00.000+02:00Tim, the Larkin does say it so well. Thanks for th...Tim, the Larkin does say it so well. Thanks for that. Love that image of the letters... thank you!<BR/><BR/>Vanilla, you are so right. Its one of my oft-repeated lessons, letting people just be on their path. I'm a bit of a rescuer.<BR/><BR/>Chimera, thanks. I think we get so used to absence, we sometimes only feel the loss much later. The sudden shocks that happen long after we've supposed to have grieved. So important to enjoy what we still have when we still have it, and time and distance can make that so frustrating. At least with Carl I got to say goodbye.<BR/><BR/>And Pod! A comment. I am deeply honoured. I absolutely love your spot.<BR/>Family Affairs thanks for visiting.<BR/>Reya I do sometimes feel there's some unrest there. Love your sunless sea.<BR/><BR/>Aah, Babymom. Thanks for the comment. Sometimes I wonder if people touch us more by leaving early than they would have by staying...<BR/>Adrianne, a friend of mine had a very similar experience with a past love. Wow, it smacked her so hard. See comment to Chimera - so grateful that Carl and I did in fact say goodbye. <BR/><BR/>Thanks all of you, wow. You're very kind.tamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01112433561328525664noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840208411822507230.post-43437764096046700102008-10-27T03:06:00.000+02:002008-10-27T03:06:00.000+02:00Babymom.com sums up how I felt when I read this. ...Babymom.com sums up how I felt when I read this. Many years after we last saw one another, my first sweetheart committed suicide. Even though I thought he was long gone from my life, news of his death was such a shocking, traumatic blow. I think I might understand how you feel about losing c/Karl.A Concerned Citizenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10775285447324189098noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840208411822507230.post-17177253957378504092008-10-26T10:59:00.000+02:002008-10-26T10:59:00.000+02:00Ah beautifully written Tam. xxxxxAh beautifully written Tam. xxxxxMirandahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16864726025699486938noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840208411822507230.post-44806424197114847052008-10-25T15:13:00.000+02:002008-10-25T15:13:00.000+02:00I had a childhood friend called paul who committed...I had a childhood friend called paul who committed suicide and sometimes huants me with sadness. Your letter welled up inside me, but you write with such love, it doesn't hurt so much.babymom.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02509614528057918586noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840208411822507230.post-51674346019479505232008-10-25T14:32:00.000+02:002008-10-25T14:32:00.000+02:00I love it that you go visit your grandfather in th...I love it that you go visit your grandfather in the land of the dead. In my iconography that place is an island in a sunless sea. I go (in trance) on Halloween to visit my beloved dead. They are always full of good cheer and great advice. <BR/><BR/>What a beautiful letter to your troubled friend. Seems that he is still troubled, maybe a little bit stuck from all the misadventures of his life. Here's hoping he will soon cross that shallow river and find peace, healing and renewal.<BR/><BR/>What is remembered, lives. Thank you for this portrait of c/Karl. Really. Thank you.Reya Mellickerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13076092659507965666noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840208411822507230.post-3687411835413585922008-10-25T13:26:00.000+02:002008-10-25T13:26:00.000+02:00Beautiful and haunting post LxBeautiful and haunting post Lxfamily affairshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17896692261265817869noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840208411822507230.post-21727912067029807532008-10-25T11:20:00.000+02:002008-10-25T11:20:00.000+02:00I am so sorry aobut c/karl. Yes it is a strange t...I am so sorry aobut c/karl. Yes it is a strange time of year...and a strange time of life. The thing that freaks me out is that teelo is not going to get old with the rest of us. I knew that of course but a year on and...it suddenly hits. Lovely post Tam!,<BR/>T xxChimerahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17346296659896590841noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840208411822507230.post-42409342933827915052008-10-25T10:42:00.000+02:002008-10-25T10:42:00.000+02:00very touchingahvery touching<BR/>ahPodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13527833087641861394noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840208411822507230.post-35933938778880247842008-10-24T17:55:00.000+02:002008-10-24T17:55:00.000+02:00What a heartfelt and poignant letter, Tam.You know...What a heartfelt and poignant letter, Tam.<BR/>You know, there is a view that says everything is as it should be, that we walk the journey we must in this life. It's often hard to accept, especially when we find it hard to understand, but believe that all is well and cherish the lessons you learned from c/karl's life and the moments you shared with him. Not everything makes sense, but everything has its place and reason for being.<BR/>And Val's right, keep sending the love and forgiveness, he will receive it - he knew and he still knows you care.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04871239587214383387noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840208411822507230.post-15770299726261224052008-10-24T10:40:00.000+02:002008-10-24T10:40:00.000+02:00Gutsy post, tam. I'm also awash with people absent...Gutsy post, tam. I'm also awash with people absent and gone. Must be the seasons changing. Unlike like you, I don't have the nerve to write it down, but this kind of gets it a bit.<BR/><BR/>"Why did I dream of you last night?<BR/>Now morning is pushing back hair with grey light<BR/><BR/>Memories strike home, like slaps in the face;<BR/>Raised on elbow, I stare at the pale fog<BR/>beyond the window.<BR/><BR/>So many things I had thought forgotten<BR/><BR/>Return to my mind with stranger pain:<BR/>- Like letters that arrive addressed to someone<BR/>Who left the house so many years ago."<BR/><BR/>- Philip Larkintimothymarcjoneshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02169394544759910100noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840208411822507230.post-13348986809804649412008-10-24T09:08:00.000+02:002008-10-24T09:08:00.000+02:00Val and Geli, thank you so much for your words. Ho...Val and Geli, thank you so much for your words. How nice to have such wise aunts. Its strange, I felt I needed to put this out there, because he's been so much 'in my head' lately, and maybe this was just the reason why, to get that kind of feedback.tamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01112433561328525664noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840208411822507230.post-34532721042981247082008-10-23T17:54:00.000+02:002008-10-23T17:54:00.000+02:00Tammy, I feel like saying the same thing as Val. A...Tammy, I feel like saying the same thing as Val. And - let him go now. Each of us chooses his/her own path and has things to fulfill or deal with or learn, and though it helps us to be loved, still we have to cope all alone. You chose a different path, and I am glad, but this was his way. Go on living your own special life, and let yourself be loved! (Maybe that is what C/Karl and Norman are telling you - we are still near you and love you, girl!)Angelahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06484336744673299416noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840208411822507230.post-27834358497544527142008-10-23T17:23:00.000+02:002008-10-23T17:23:00.000+02:00oh yes and i meant to say - a beautiful poignant t...oh yes and i meant to say - a beautiful poignant thought provoking post xxValhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16060531713032236270noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840208411822507230.post-45878724422843425072008-10-23T17:21:00.000+02:002008-10-23T17:21:00.000+02:00shoow Tam - its so hard to want something for some...shoow Tam - its so hard to want something for someone, and have to let them go their own way. Sad story. Your special bond would surely have made a difference in that time - and finally i suppose thats the best we can do. Be there without judgement - open the map, discuss routes and then choose which way to go.So sad to see someone you care about fade away too soon.... or whenever - but i guess there are always things we cannot fully understand. I am glad to hear you are having a marvellous time - your compassion and caring soul will always give you a broader empathy. When one of us is not doing well we worry; when we hear someone is happy we all feel good. Thats how it is. Keep sending love and forgiveness to c/karl - he will get it.xxxxxValhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16060531713032236270noreply@blogger.com