tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post3274670779956270882..comments2024-03-28T15:32:26.808-04:00Comments on Shay's Word Garden (Poetry & Such Like): Stock, Celery, CarrotsFireblossomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07040525704916368792noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-53467463158799086552015-12-26T17:36:48.947-05:002015-12-26T17:36:48.947-05:00ah I so like this, and echo the above - more despo...ah I so like this, and echo the above - more despondent than bitchy, though with a good dose of sass - a kind of mix between angry and disappointed. You have a sharpness to your voice, a skilled matter of factness which calls Bishop or Dickinson to mind... great great stuff hereOstensible Truthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08775793995809226782noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-85819012107293750502015-12-22T09:51:18.341-05:002015-12-22T09:51:18.341-05:00Note perfect. I like the repetition; it feels like...Note perfect. I like the repetition; it feels like a mantra for patience when you really want to scream instead. And the idea of food tying the past to the present is wonderful here. So many memories are made over meals.Rommyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18343895193475984183noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-75289194049070789432015-12-20T11:01:59.683-05:002015-12-20T11:01:59.683-05:00To beautifully done to straight out bitchy. More ...To beautifully done to straight out bitchy. More bitter with an elegant side of fuck you.Maude Lynnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03669688074743095866noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-53891660913864021852015-12-19T10:51:53.699-05:002015-12-19T10:51:53.699-05:00I believe she is sick and tired of never ending re...I believe she is sick and tired of never ending responsibility and yes, I do feel a bit of bitchiness in your poem. And I love it.Helenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16619199535376925989noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-89791139259019857852015-12-19T06:15:39.945-05:002015-12-19T06:15:39.945-05:00I'm with Kerry and Hedgewitch--I detected no b...I'm with Kerry and Hedgewitch--I detected no bitchiness, and usually I can pick up any whiff of that, since I can really dole it out. ;)<br /><br />Interesting movie topic... interesting poem... Sioux Roslawskihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17924021828536277618noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-71077708281708103272015-12-18T17:16:22.837-05:002015-12-18T17:16:22.837-05:00i agree with the pin-up vamp on your side-bar. you...i agree with the pin-up vamp on your side-bar. you are awesome.TexWisGirlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13641962051044162710noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-53920539201490637282015-12-18T16:43:28.142-05:002015-12-18T16:43:28.142-05:00How lonely it can be in front of the stove "a...How lonely it can be in front of the stove "a mistress of delicious things" and all the thank is those stains on the linen.. Maybe mix some eyes of newt with the celery?brudberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12563403553536472377noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-45192988554830783772015-12-18T11:38:10.001-05:002015-12-18T11:38:10.001-05:00How the blackberry summer comes back to leave such...How the blackberry summer comes back to leave such a bitter taste on the tongue--like Kerry, I also felt more acceptance of a changing reality, more settling into a new life, than bitchiness--though who doesn't want to slap the bejesus out of the person who neither understands nor cares how hard it is to get those stains out of the tablecloth. It's as always, an amazing joy to see what you can cook up from the simplest of basic ingredients.hedgewitchhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13090696134322515899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-74587015914337003212015-12-18T10:52:24.161-05:002015-12-18T10:52:24.161-05:00I read it as being very sorrowful, about a woman l...I read it as being very sorrowful, about a woman losing her mother. Mommies make chicken soup for their sick little ones. Now you're a grown-up, making soup for others. I'm wondering if the speaker's mother is sick and dying and probably can't actually eat the soup or be "present" mentally. Or maybe the speaker has already lost her mother and is taking care of her own family now, but she has to drag herself through every motion because she's so worn out, physically and emotionally. Just completely drained. She needs her mommy. (At least, I need my mommy, and she's a thousand miles away and basically incapacitated.<br /><br />I love this: "I am the Mistress of Delicious Things"Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-87494754735879830182015-12-18T10:25:26.373-05:002015-12-18T10:25:26.373-05:00Kerry, I love your take!Kerry, I love your take!Fireblossomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07040525704916368792noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-70192866718790629482015-12-18T10:21:50.605-05:002015-12-18T10:21:50.605-05:00I was surprised by the description of this as a &#...I was surprised by the description of this as a 'bitchy number' because i didn't pick that up in my reading. I clearly felt the shift in time between then and now, and somehow the soup reminded me of gritty European revolutions a century ago.. the narrator seems to belong to another time and finds herself in this less than enchanting era. Kerry O'Connorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00720862912375945249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-26246737128884801342015-12-18T09:54:42.243-05:002015-12-18T09:54:42.243-05:00I loved the repetition of stock celery carrots. I ...I loved the repetition of stock celery carrots. I was there in the steamy kitchen of comfort but your powerful presence was there too. Very relatable, all of it.cosmos camihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09558327124451076957noreply@blogger.com