Comments on: The Poetic Future: Why I Blog http://www.worldclasspoetryblog.com/the-poetic-future-why-i-blog/05/17/2008/ Commentary On 21st Century Poetics Sat, 10 Jul 2010 17:13:20 -0600 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.8.6 hourly 1 By: the poet http://www.worldclasspoetryblog.com/the-poetic-future-why-i-blog/05/17/2008/comment-page-1/#comment-322 the poet Fri, 29 Aug 2008 03:04:11 +0000 http://www.worldclasspoetryblog.com/?p=265#comment-322 Thanks Carolina. Thanks Carolina.

]]> By: carolina maine http://www.worldclasspoetryblog.com/the-poetic-future-why-i-blog/05/17/2008/comment-page-1/#comment-323 carolina maine Fri, 29 Aug 2008 02:47:24 +0000 http://www.worldclasspoetryblog.com/?p=265#comment-323 I loved this post. I destroyed volumes of my work because I thought "God wanted me to." Oh well. Live and learn. Thanks for putting a link to my blog; I will include you in my link roll. Great page. I loved this post. I destroyed volumes of my work because I thought “God wanted me to.” Oh well. Live and learn.

Thanks for putting a link to my blog; I will include you in my link roll.

Great page.

]]> By: Rachel Fox http://www.worldclasspoetryblog.com/the-poetic-future-why-i-blog/05/17/2008/comment-page-1/#comment-320 Rachel Fox Mon, 19 May 2008 09:10:39 +0000 http://www.worldclasspoetryblog.com/?p=265#comment-320 I enjoyed reading this post. Interesting on writing and blogging and living and...all that! I enjoyed reading this post. Interesting on writing and blogging and living and…all that!

]]> By: Jim Murdoch http://www.worldclasspoetryblog.com/the-poetic-future-why-i-blog/05/17/2008/comment-page-1/#comment-321 Jim Murdoch Sun, 18 May 2008 10:53:46 +0000 http://www.worldclasspoetryblog.com/?p=265#comment-321 I have moved home so many times and every time a bit more of the past has been consigned to black bags, all the music I wrote as a kid is gone bar one tune on and old cassette, all my painting apart from two my wife had framed and now hang on our living room wall. Somehow all my writing survived with the exception of the first poem I wrote when I was about nine. I read my poetry like a diary because I pretty much remember where I was when it was written, what was going through my head and all the stuff that never quite made it into the poem. I'm really glad I still have them. I have moved home so many times and every time a bit more of the past has been consigned to black bags, all the music I wrote as a kid is gone bar one tune on and old cassette, all my painting apart from two my wife had framed and now hang on our living room wall. Somehow all my writing survived with the exception of the first poem I wrote when I was about nine. I read my poetry like a diary because I pretty much remember where I was when it was written, what was going through my head and all the stuff that never quite made it into the poem. I’m really glad I still have them.

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