tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084574475796190316.post1655723002153685364..comments2024-03-29T00:51:16.923-04:00Comments on my juicy little universe: i was in the caterpillar classroom getting ready for the dayHeidi Mordhorsthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16496427007514895950noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084574475796190316.post-29119961947460745692021-09-15T08:28:49.171-04:002021-09-15T08:28:49.171-04:00Your poem leaves me thinking of all the people who...Your poem leaves me thinking of all the people who perhaps used to love the beauty of September, but now face remembrance and grief in this month during which "dying" took on a new, never-to-be-altered meaning for them. Karen Edmisten https://www.blogger.com/profile/04446214835142625161noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084574475796190316.post-46444211860106175122021-09-12T08:21:08.618-04:002021-09-12T08:21:08.618-04:00Heidi, after spending a weekend remembering the 45...Heidi, after spending a weekend remembering the 45 people who died on 9/11 in my village, your poem has me spiralling backwards in time. Your thoughts are clear, poetically embraced in stanza one. Then, you added the here and now. I have reread your poem and once again am amazed at how cleverly you wrote this poem with such emotion. Thank you. I think of the numbers who died on that horrible and day after hearing the incredible number who have succumbed to COVID. Life is fragile and uncertain. Carol Varsalonahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02589714711155938528noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084574475796190316.post-67452536854879982952021-09-12T07:15:25.384-04:002021-09-12T07:15:25.384-04:00Wow. You put that enjambment quote to good use.
&...Wow. You put that enjambment quote to good use.<br /><br />"Raking commences." That line slays me.Mary Leehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09078793537148794310noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084574475796190316.post-2428586490628152172021-09-12T07:00:45.484-04:002021-09-12T07:00:45.484-04:00This is stunning, Heidi. The way you juxtapose typ...This is stunning, Heidi. The way you juxtapose typical fall images with those seared into our memories is powerful. Then to transition, to "renegotiate" your poem's "relation to [today's] world" is genius. I will be thinking about this poem for days to come.Catherine Flynnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00390699128046569127noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084574475796190316.post-32728420061513626002021-09-12T04:38:43.980-04:002021-09-12T04:38:43.980-04:00I think your poem captures the difficulty we all f...I think your poem captures the difficulty we all feel in reconciling the horror of the events of that day with a world that also offers us so much beauty. Thanks for sharing this today.Elisabethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05051371332314735643noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084574475796190316.post-6280001798243131742021-09-11T18:10:12.943-04:002021-09-11T18:10:12.943-04:00Thank you, friends. What's remarkable to me i...Thank you, friends. What's remarkable to me is how unpracticed I was as a poet at that time, and how the enormity of event brought something to my writing that wasn't available on an ordinary day.Heidi Mordhorsthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16496427007514895950noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084574475796190316.post-70426058764546278102021-09-11T11:19:48.665-04:002021-09-11T11:19:48.665-04:00This is remarkable, Heidi. You've connected so...This is remarkable, Heidi. You've connected so much, in a way that seems inevitable but that didn't exist before you did it. <3 Ruthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12463332371535167975noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084574475796190316.post-91307797051527764932021-09-11T08:10:15.995-04:002021-09-11T08:10:15.995-04:00I am reading this after watching the morning news ...I am reading this after watching the morning news replay the reel that we all saw over and over 20 years ago. I am moved by how you can take a Tweet like that and use a technique to such a degree that we are amazed and stricken, like that day 20 years ago. Margaret Simonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04434866104385187658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084574475796190316.post-48812897174903848772021-09-11T07:25:43.837-04:002021-09-11T07:25:43.837-04:00OK. I cannot move. Only my fingers can type becaus...OK. I cannot move. Only my fingers can type because the images of orange flames...in skyscrapers, people leap to the ground like leaves and the early morning fires has me in a grip of memory. Heidi, this is brilliant and sad and gives voice to what we remember and continue to remember. Thank you. Linda Mitchellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00833034575304594924noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084574475796190316.post-18440149276851857812021-09-11T07:23:56.800-04:002021-09-11T07:23:56.800-04:00After having read your poem, Heidi, now I feel mov...After having read your poem, Heidi, now I feel moved. Renegotiating now...Bridget Mageehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18185985167366724404noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1084574475796190316.post-14729457514482205832021-09-11T02:02:33.325-04:002021-09-11T02:02:33.325-04:00Heidi, wow. I had to read it twice, three times. S...Heidi, wow. I had to read it twice, three times. So bitterly beautiful. Wow. Yes, "May we remember at the ending of each day to renegotiate our relation to the world." Thank you. Denise Krebshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00583406241247334445noreply@blogger.com