tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160021015821033799.post87847667307173472..comments2024-03-13T13:10:03.122-04:00Comments on Writing Life Stories : Julie Buffaloe-Yoder, our guest blogger todayGlenda Beallhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17953170428175025248noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160021015821033799.post-6648533696338921182010-03-16T06:56:56.724-04:002010-03-16T06:56:56.724-04:00I congratulate, you were visited with a remarkable...I congratulate, you were visited with a remarkable ideaAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160021015821033799.post-69912102839528735372009-08-08T11:33:17.976-04:002009-08-08T11:33:17.976-04:00This poem gets me to thinking about my own roots, ...This poem gets me to thinking about my own roots, scattered though they are. Julie is an amazing poet, and knows how to make concrete those hidden longings we all feel. I'm glad to find this blog, too!Christine Swinthttp://balancedontheedge.orgnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160021015821033799.post-47513672708981182802009-08-07T18:55:37.448-04:002009-08-07T18:55:37.448-04:00this is alive with love - i can smell the cornbrea...this is alive with love - i can smell the cornbread, hear the "thick cricket nights" - everywhere and all at once. amazing.joaquin carvelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03193680725157157864noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160021015821033799.post-44281751759224929892009-08-07T13:25:19.261-04:002009-08-07T13:25:19.261-04:00I can't help thinking how I'd write a poem...I can't help thinking how I'd write a poem like this about Detroit; Of course, it wouldn't be as beautiful, it'd be more like a pebble in one's shoe.JR's Thumbprintshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10479324326541901987noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160021015821033799.post-39285837686540170312009-08-06T14:33:20.909-04:002009-08-06T14:33:20.909-04:00Oh how I enjoyed this poem, it really spoke to me....Oh how I enjoyed this poem, it really spoke to me. Clear and fresh. Julie's masterful brevity of word truly enhanced the impact. That is how I would like to write and can't.off-linehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12066472351410695644noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160021015821033799.post-40568713335214238682009-08-05T01:14:42.866-04:002009-08-05T01:14:42.866-04:00thank you, Julie for sharing this poem with us. I ...thank you, Julie for sharing this poem with us. I feel the passion in the poem and I like it.Glenda Council Beallhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04778241689968750316noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160021015821033799.post-12645070691107028602009-08-03T15:06:53.674-04:002009-08-03T15:06:53.674-04:00I'm thrilled to see Julie's poem here. Sh...I'm thrilled to see Julie's poem here. She is such a talented, passionate poet.Michellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07747839768257543728noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160021015821033799.post-88687547910530096242009-08-03T14:50:47.748-04:002009-08-03T14:50:47.748-04:00Thank you for sharing this poem by Julie. I loved...Thank you for sharing this poem by Julie. I loved it and the poem spoke to my heart about the importance of place, never forget where you came from because that's what we are. Great poem!Brenda Kay Ledfordhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03077314514118637590noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160021015821033799.post-50643517679730179862009-08-02T11:04:24.031-04:002009-08-02T11:04:24.031-04:00Love this poem
I also love the "broke-handl...Love this poem<br /><br /><br />I also love the "broke-handled suitcase' image.....Kathryn Magendiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12863595228298349863noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160021015821033799.post-16238168371988784392009-08-02T10:17:06.883-04:002009-08-02T10:17:06.883-04:00What a gorgeous poem! I can breath it in!What a gorgeous poem! I can breath it in!Joan Ellen Gage Adminhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08467664599733063521noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160021015821033799.post-41194285228447743932009-08-02T08:42:06.397-04:002009-08-02T08:42:06.397-04:00Even when not here and was there I always was here...Even when not here and was there I always was here looking to there and trying to figure out why I wanted to be back here.the walking manhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10058913927297370740noreply@blogger.com