tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20269767.post8598160077109018844..comments2024-03-08T08:21:45.799-05:00Comments on sam of the ten thousand things: the good darkness...sam of the ten thousand thingshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04378206265831223396noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20269767.post-85235840184580568752008-03-24T19:30:00.000-04:002008-03-24T19:30:00.000-04:00Such an elegant little poem.Such an elegant little poem.Collin Kelleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03777180960376039699noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20269767.post-22684912720866783272008-03-24T08:33:00.000-04:002008-03-24T08:33:00.000-04:00Such a rich poem with worlds in it. The ending?Is ...Such a rich poem with worlds in it. The ending?<BR/><BR/>Is closing the eyes and thinking of water an attempt to hold on to one of the "good things" in the world?<BR/><BR/>But remember Wright elsewhere: "Come up to me, love,/ Out of the river, or I will/ Come down to you." And water so often has this dark pull for Wright.<BR/><BR/>An ambiguous ending. Choosing one possible reading over the other James Owenshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07614935078978354375noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20269767.post-9107969573140279962008-03-24T01:20:00.000-04:002008-03-24T01:20:00.000-04:00"Still, there are good things in this world."Whene..."Still, there are good things in this world."<BR/><BR/>Whenever I read that line, I want to burst into tears. I don't. Burst, I mean. But I feel the urge.<BR/><BR/>The whole poem is hinged on that first word in the title.<BR/><BR/>Trying.<BR/><BR/>I can't recall the last time I even tried.<BR/><BR/>Thank you, Sam, for posting this poem. <BR/><BR/>These words are exactly what I wanted/needed LKDhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02171027823523187126noreply@blogger.com