tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191028737265893759.post7060316439590567037..comments2023-12-30T05:41:12.280+13:00Comments on The Ruins of the Moment: North-east from Tokapohanginapetehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11463792721091291063noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191028737265893759.post-35783861683871987982014-04-30T16:22:30.904+12:002014-04-30T16:22:30.904+12:00Zhoen, that's well said.
Kia ora Robb — Muir ...Zhoen, that's well said.<br /><br />Kia ora Robb — Muir understood it very well indeed.pohanginapetehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11463792721091291063noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191028737265893759.post-48636181785714390422014-04-30T10:24:45.727+12:002014-04-30T10:24:45.727+12:00Kia ora Pete,
I look at that and take a deep breat...Kia ora Pete,<br />I look at that and take a deep breath...<br />“Going to the mountains is going home.”...John MuirRuahinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18268032112828136264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191028737265893759.post-64572030164328805962014-04-30T09:37:59.208+12:002014-04-30T09:37:59.208+12:00A sacred place, with a door into Other. A sacred place, with a door into Other. Zhoenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03515663141425057088noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191028737265893759.post-19566711172027531932014-04-29T20:10:12.777+12:002014-04-29T20:10:12.777+12:00EC, you're so right — not something I'll f...EC, you're so right — not something I'll forget. Ever. <br /><br />Barbara, thanks for drawing my attention to Sonnet 46 — totally apt. I'll remember it when I'm next there, watching the wind, er, ... not so much ruffle as <i>flatten</i> the snowgrass ;^)pohanginapetehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11463792721091291063noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191028737265893759.post-35064890722086922932014-04-28T23:08:00.210+12:002014-04-28T23:08:00.210+12:00There's something about this photo and Elephan...There's something about this photo and Elephant's Child's comment that feels like Shakespeare's Sonnet 46 to me. That constant tug between the heart and the body - and, yes, I know the heart is a part of the body, but this is Heart. This is Heart and your art gives us sight of it. (I love watching wind ruffle long grasses ;0)Barbara Butler McCoyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06250129625281645201noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191028737265893759.post-24178223442879640002014-04-28T17:48:17.083+12:002014-04-28T17:48:17.083+12:00Miss it you might, but I suspect it is indelibly b...Miss it you might, but I suspect it is indelibly burnt into your heart.Elephant's Childhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06650565833097914052noreply@blogger.com