tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4988748434876894094.post8652977564217082674..comments2024-03-06T05:40:23.294-06:00Comments on Teresa Evangeline's Poetry: My IslandTeresa Evangelinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05495114564099989481noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4988748434876894094.post-45403679836459408722019-02-04T09:07:33.930-06:002019-02-04T09:07:33.930-06:00Your thoughtful response feels like an additional ...Your thoughtful response feels like an additional part of the poem, a beautiful call and response ... thank you so much, Geo. Teresa Evangelinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05495114564099989481noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4988748434876894094.post-78711255565680554602019-02-04T03:41:32.791-06:002019-02-04T03:41:32.791-06:00Beautiful. The sea follows us in our saline bloods...Beautiful. The sea follows us in our saline bloodstreams --same salt concentration-- and into our memories. I can hear it in the wind.Geo.https://www.blogger.com/profile/16221314320558128986noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4988748434876894094.post-59035334945756563842019-02-03T17:08:35.907-06:002019-02-03T17:08:35.907-06:00Exactly :)
Did you read, Island of the Blue Dolph...Exactly :)<br /><br />Did you read, Island of the Blue Dolphins, when you were young, or see the movie? I was smitten by the story, based on a real person's life. I spent a lot of time then on my own island. :)Teresa Evangelinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05495114564099989481noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4988748434876894094.post-23569252238237079022019-02-03T12:24:53.558-06:002019-02-03T12:24:53.558-06:00Reminds me of being a kid in Minnesota--lying down...Reminds me of being a kid in Minnesota--lying down in the tall prairie grass to peek up into blue sky and watch the dragonflies land on the waving tips heavy with seed. Loved this. :)Ritahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02043285884495492598noreply@blogger.com