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Dear Muser
Thank you for your thoughts :) I am hanging in there...
posted by
mneme
on July 29, 2006 at 7:44 PM
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i'm such a wet hen today! sorry...i loved this piece...beautiful writing!
i am selfish...i want to read more like this!
posted by
muser
on July 29, 2006 at 8:31 AM
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mneme...don't wait too long to please yourself...don't deny yourself for
for so long that you become needy...or worse...you forget, and begin to fade away... so often, humankkind is selfish; they take the care they receive from others for granted. if the right situation presented itself, who would leave you behind?
posted by
muser
on July 29, 2006 at 8:28 AM
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sorry marie-claire.. that comment was unfinshed
that's what happens when first the phone rings and it's your daughter in France, then you make macaroni cheese and while it's in the miocrowave you go and get into your dressing -gown and then remember what you were doing before all that. 
I meant to say, I never did get used to living in a different hemisphere and I would move home tomorrow if there were no-one else to consider. I will continue to read your poetry every day, you have so much of it..
posted by
mneme
on July 27, 2006 at 3:51 AM
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hi marie-claire
Thank you for your comments; this piece could have been longer (and probably will) but the battery on my laptop was low and I was writing just before going to sleep.
I have often thought the same as you about my own writing; I put it away, and then when I come back to it sometimes years later it seems like a different person, and like you I do have more objectivity and think perhaps it's not so bad. As I've got older I've written more and more, especially when we first moved to the southern hemisphere - have never been able . a lot of it about moving countries and what that has meant. I wasn't very happy with the level of "support" from my spouse, who described it as therapy.
posted by
mneme
on July 27, 2006 at 3:46 AM
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ah the magic of Christmas! You captured it so well. I am getting all
nostalgic, white Xmas and all, they did not happen often. Now I spend Xmas in the Southern emisphere at the beach in the hot sun, although enjoyable it is not the same. I was brought up in France you see until I moved to NZ.
thanks for reading my poems, you are not so bad yourself. I have written so much stuff I read the title Fire my child, and I could not remember that I wrote this, strange. I look back and read my own stuff as if it was someonelse's and can be more objective, then I can say, okay this is good better than I thought, or just plain boring.
posted by
marieclaire66
on July 27, 2006 at 2:33 AM
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