tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-487059350883726456.post6253306321057161985..comments2023-07-20T13:36:04.197-06:00Comments on La Parola Vivace: New Poem: Return to VeronaJenne' R. Andrews http://www.blogger.com/profile/15744946229300234443noreply@blogger.comBlogger16125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-487059350883726456.post-23465544851848888802011-08-17T03:25:09.406-06:002011-08-17T03:25:09.406-06:00Lovely. And I'll be reading your book/blog asa...Lovely. And I'll be reading your book/blog asap. :)Rosemary Nissen-Wadehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05913841031559499568noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-487059350883726456.post-64281182790584426902011-08-15T18:30:23.920-06:002011-08-15T18:30:23.920-06:00what a picture you have painted. while i can'...what a picture you have painted. while i can't imagine being her, i can imagine her. <br /><br />we are as safe as anyone and as unsafe. this is life, sweet life.<br /><br />xo<br />erinerinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16636371927224076866noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-487059350883726456.post-23796253216022656692011-08-14T19:06:50.875-06:002011-08-14T19:06:50.875-06:00Loved your last line... and the story form of refl...Loved your last line... and the story form of reflections on your city.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-487059350883726456.post-13822956217754433082011-08-14T17:17:39.371-06:002011-08-14T17:17:39.371-06:00this is a beautiful reflection of woman who is now...this is a beautiful reflection of woman who is now wiser and stronger...<br /><br />you captured the scenes very vividly and drew a city full of emotions and colours...Scarlethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03330793338813508704noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-487059350883726456.post-74184948259421262652011-08-14T16:15:25.020-06:002011-08-14T16:15:25.020-06:00Ohhh, I like, if I am reading it right. Going bac...Ohhh, I like, if I am reading it right. Going back to a place with our younger self. Excellent job, nice pace and flow. And thanks for the visit!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-487059350883726456.post-15703607243421540102011-08-14T15:55:04.234-06:002011-08-14T15:55:04.234-06:00This sounds like a wonderful place to visit. I esp...This sounds like a wonderful place to visit. I especially like how you wove in so many sensory details...and colors.Victoriahttp://liv2write2day.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-487059350883726456.post-77391051710337609072011-08-14T11:20:59.700-06:002011-08-14T11:20:59.700-06:00beautiful ...How I love Italy too but is it ever t...beautiful ...How I love Italy too but is it ever the same if we return ...to view a city with innocence is such an awe inspiring thing, to someone who has become more of a cynic will it still be magical, still I wish to return as do you ...perhaps it is magical. your poem makes me yearn even more for Italy.<br /><br />P.s your link on the site didn,t include the last m in comAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10624767707167052328noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-487059350883726456.post-85323319547365421252011-08-14T04:31:03.722-06:002011-08-14T04:31:03.722-06:00never made it to verona so far but seems to be a f...never made it to verona so far but seems to be a fascinating city for sure...and as you describe here..we bring ourselves into a city and somehow melt with her but would differently years or maybe just weeks later..a beautiful poem jenneClaudiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03011763027311966186noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-487059350883726456.post-32559838819296489212011-08-14T04:12:56.694-06:002011-08-14T04:12:56.694-06:00Yes, the city finds renewal at the well of memory,...Yes, the city finds renewal at the well of memory, where women talk of angels and an angelic, golden light filters everything with redemption. Far indeed from city nights long ago ... BBrendanhttp://blueoran.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-487059350883726456.post-82305713972898915252011-08-13T20:50:32.682-06:002011-08-13T20:50:32.682-06:00I like how you brought the younger you back but th...I like how you brought the younger you back but the older you knew how to be grown up, to drink, to converse, to laugh, enjoy that last golden and orchid light before all goes twilight and shines in the wine. There's nothing else like it and one loves everything and everyone there.Beachannyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08638256396472533685noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-487059350883726456.post-45283086906950866652011-08-13T19:25:21.930-06:002011-08-13T19:25:21.930-06:00If only we knew then what we know now. Or is it th...If only we knew then what we know now. Or is it the other way around? Sometimes I wonder. <br />Goosebumps again.Timoteohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08351410966396854582noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-487059350883726456.post-37133393338316755832011-08-13T19:07:14.399-06:002011-08-13T19:07:14.399-06:00This made me cry. It's exquisite.This made me cry. It's exquisite.Maude Lynnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03669688074743095866noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-487059350883726456.post-60641478664933739292011-08-13T18:14:45.178-06:002011-08-13T18:14:45.178-06:00So many months ago after reading your memoir draft...So many months ago after reading your memoir draft, I remember remarking to you how I could imagine you writing it also as poetry. This is a beautiful example, the looking back that can only happen from the place you are now. Many lyrical and lovely lines in this one; one of my favorites is that final "Refracting like stars caught in the river's hem."Maureenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13290283101378474845noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-487059350883726456.post-57423361587584355992011-08-13T17:45:13.657-06:002011-08-13T17:45:13.657-06:00smiles. i was glad for the happy ending jenne...up...smiles. i was glad for the happy ending jenne...uplifting and encouraging... a fine bit of storytelling...great feel to the piece...Brian Millerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00722940075884718007noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-487059350883726456.post-50330485045398126202011-08-13T17:31:10.032-06:002011-08-13T17:31:10.032-06:00This is a great story. I am glad the woman return...This is a great story. I am glad the woman returned to assure the girl of safety and power. Good write.Myrna R.https://www.blogger.com/profile/15088915165678737118noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-487059350883726456.post-5614865746326088402011-08-13T16:57:17.347-06:002011-08-13T16:57:17.347-06:00She is afraid
Of our freedom, how little we need a...She is afraid<br />Of our freedom, how little we need anyone else <br />but I say to her<br />We are as safe in the world as anyone<br />And look, how beautiful the city lights<br />Refracting like stars caught in the river’s hem.<br /><br />I always enjoy tales of empowerment, the suggestion of your memoir makes me presume this is a real life triumph. I am glad you found a safe space in the world. Thank you for the poem that honors that younger self.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com