tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296096399220838318.post8374075623634933753..comments2024-02-05T12:20:34.082-08:00Comments on A Tidings of Magpies: Grief Is Not Always PracticalAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15238905633085051322noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296096399220838318.post-4273808971294254022008-04-21T11:50:00.000-07:002008-04-21T11:50:00.000-07:00i can really relate to the last stanza..."my daugh...i can really relate to the last stanza..."my daughter's empty bedroom"; and "it is grief that finds other tasks for me" ..."my daughter the scent of her in half-filled perfume bottles on the dresser and the pillowcases on her bed." My daughter is in college this year and i guess i must be going through some sort of grief process and i didn't realize it until i wrote a poem about it just yesterday, which i've entitled 'remember'. such a painful time, isn't it.Janhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12844013803699228989noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296096399220838318.post-38903882253457409852008-04-16T17:48:00.000-07:002008-04-16T17:48:00.000-07:00Beautiful poem - very eloquent.Beautiful poem - very eloquent.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15313468857531091940noreply@blogger.com