tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036343669188871053.post8792728837632442520..comments2019-07-23T22:49:00.333-07:00Barbara Alfarohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01960831508817158163[email protected]Blogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036343669188871053.post-66894702190728008762011-10-21T20:01:41.856-07:002011-10-21T20:01:41.856-07:00Loved these poems, Barbara. Especially Keats. But I hadn't known any of them until I read them here. Thank you so much for introducing me to such interesting work.sunnyhttp://sunnylockwood.com[email protected]tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036343669188871053.post-72151545969238865962011-10-21T18:07:24.:002011-10-21T18:07:24.:00The last poem from "one whose name was writ in water" is the one I like the best; it really soars. I came to know Keats from the Science Fiction epic "Hyperion" by Dan Simmons, which quotes a lot of Keat's poems.Phantomimichttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16247895758186289470[email protected]tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036343669188871053.post-78760104949280932122011-10-21T14:14:37.805-07:002011-10-21T14:14:37.805-07:00Thanks, Laura. I wanted to post three poems that are very different from one another -- one witty and playful, a second, musical and sexy, and another, simply exquisite. The Emily and Elvis poem, "When Sue Wears Red," and the Keats poem were the first ones I thought of. I really do love them. The phrase "the magic hand of chance" shimmers.Barbara Alfarohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01960831508817158163[email protected]tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036343669188871053.post-70020998775292435202011-10-21T12:47:21.:002011-10-21T12:47:21.:00What an interesting compilation you've made here, Barbara. How did you choose among poems? I love the imagery and the very thought of that Vegas meeting. Delightful that you can bring this to us like this on your blog. Thank you!!Laura Novak[email protected]tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036343669188871053.post-73879025221467011282011-10-21T04:55:34.458-07:002011-10-21T04:55:34.458-07:00Trumphet or trumpet? Several people have questioned the h. I think "trumphet" is what Langston Hughes wrote but as my paperback of his collected poems in one of dozens of still unpacked cartons from the last time I moved, I had to trust PoemHunter.com. If you Google trumphet, you'll see it exists, if not in your dictionary, in "olden" times.Barbara Alfarohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01960831508817158163[email protected]