tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-824466663015731028.post1546221399428451506..comments2024-03-01T00:32:17.498-05:00Comments on Read Write Believe: Poetry Friday: RunSarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12225998457253574928noreply@blogger.comBlogger16125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-824466663015731028.post-27865786336676582942008-05-17T06:18:00.000-04:002008-05-17T06:18:00.000-04:00Yah, I like the movement in this poem too. The clo...Yah, I like the movement in this poem too. The clothes you laugh at and then wear, the nowhere to go but running, even your comments about your naysayer internal editor; all of a package. Still we keep on! Thanks for posting this today.Andromeda Jazmonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12355192738014962965noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-824466663015731028.post-48717204697665199022008-05-17T05:41:00.000-04:002008-05-17T05:41:00.000-04:00I'm glad you stayed with it, Sara. It's that move...I'm glad you stayed with it, Sara. It's that move from the outward (the clothing) to the inward (the gratitude) that gives the poem power. Very Billy Collins, if you ask me!Mary Leehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09078793537148794310noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-824466663015731028.post-36737020971981771402008-05-16T19:04:00.000-04:002008-05-16T19:04:00.000-04:00Thanks, each of you. I'm happy my poem found some ...Thanks, each of you. I'm happy my poem found some resonance with runners and non-runners alike. <BR/><BR/>I'm not actually a big runner, but I do it on days when I feel restless, or only have a short time to get the exercise thing done. <BR/><BR/>What's interesting is that this poem almost didn't get written. It was soooo trivial when I first started writing it that the naysayers in my head wanted to shut it down. Luckily, I don't listen to them any more.<BR/><BR/> And the run I'm referencing here wasn't a particularly good one, either---I had a stitch in my side almost the whole way back. But I couldn't shake the marvelous idea that running, for those moments, was an offering to the day.Sarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12225998457253574928noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-824466663015731028.post-7208203609323281162008-05-16T17:55:00.000-04:002008-05-16T17:55:00.000-04:00Sara,My sister would appreciate this poem and have...Sara,<BR/>My sister would appreciate this poem and have a huge applause towards the "savagely grateful." She's been in a wheelchair for over three years now and is sad when people, like me, don't take such good care of themselves. Thanks for the push. ;-)Vivian Mahoneyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11285339307161020541noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-824466663015731028.post-33513898513513086232008-05-16T17:03:00.000-04:002008-05-16T17:03:00.000-04:00Sara,I love this poem from start to finish--it's s...Sara,<BR/><BR/>I love this poem from start to finish--it's so visual. I can see you running in my mind.Elaine Magliarohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09829330276633865868noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-824466663015731028.post-999591246762648072008-05-16T15:53:00.000-04:002008-05-16T15:53:00.000-04:00Wow. You just write the most gorgeous poems ever.....Wow. You just write the most gorgeous poems ever...Erinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15192628745431017199noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-824466663015731028.post-82111157399417285512008-05-16T15:41:00.000-04:002008-05-16T15:41:00.000-04:00I agree with Jenny and others that the phrase "sav...I agree with Jenny and others that the phrase "savagely grateful" is killer. Well done.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-824466663015731028.post-84447527996048951882008-05-16T13:18:00.000-04:002008-05-16T13:18:00.000-04:00Sarah, you have to run for those of us who are glu...Sarah, you have to run for those of us who are glued to the computers today because of laziness, er, make that rain. <BR/><BR/>I liked the poem. I will remember to feel grateful for something today, too. Gracias.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-824466663015731028.post-31056906847484759432008-05-16T11:52:00.000-04:002008-05-16T11:52:00.000-04:00Wonderful specifics. I'm right there. I like the i...Wonderful specifics. I'm right there. I like the interior scape paralleling physical movement. Bravo!jamahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07859083373087448194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-824466663015731028.post-51921568297609224292008-05-16T10:53:00.000-04:002008-05-16T10:53:00.000-04:00Love that ending. Perfect for the anthology my fri...Love that ending. Perfect for the anthology my friend, Shannon, and I have been meaning to publish for yeeeears now -- an anthology of poems about gratitude. We're just really slow. I'll have to send that to him. <BR/><BR/>JulesJules at 7-Imphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14439756778611468303noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-824466663015731028.post-27564243039708849822008-05-16T10:47:00.000-04:002008-05-16T10:47:00.000-04:00I'm not a runner, or even an exerciser - but I lov...I'm not a runner, or even an exerciser - but I love the poem. My favorite line is "pony-tail my hair." I never thought of it as a verb before but I Like It. Has a little JunieB./Clementine made-up word thing going on.MotherReaderhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11274509991340797264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-824466663015731028.post-42019795016345019622008-05-16T09:59:00.000-04:002008-05-16T09:59:00.000-04:00All the details are so exact. It's wonderful.It br...All the details are so exact. It's wonderful.<BR/><BR/>It brings back my running days (before my hips rebelled). I remember once in the early morning, below zero, running along and thinking "This is insane. The only reason on earth I'm doing this is that it's a habit." But I was glad to be there.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-824466663015731028.post-78010926538672422262008-05-16T09:57:00.000-04:002008-05-16T09:57:00.000-04:00Oh, lordy. Nowhere to go and running running runni...Oh, lordy. Nowhere to go and running running running. Savagely grateful for YOU, Ms. Holmes...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-824466663015731028.post-64672595033965119192008-05-16T09:23:00.000-04:002008-05-16T09:23:00.000-04:00I love the drinking from the pelting tap water, sl...I love the drinking from the pelting tap water, slurping what you should have been drinking. I see the dedication to this and feel the heat in the middle of the day. Thank you.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-824466663015731028.post-72293076438137775872008-05-16T08:31:00.000-04:002008-05-16T08:31:00.000-04:00Hee! Faux torn necklines!What a lovely sentiment, ...Hee! Faux torn necklines!<BR/><BR/>What a lovely sentiment, though. Your legs do what you say, and so you run them in appreciation. It makes even me want to run. Gorgeous.tanita✿davishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01671822274852087499noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-824466663015731028.post-12558473247377620582008-05-16T06:49:00.000-04:002008-05-16T06:49:00.000-04:00What a fantastic poem. I love the phrase "savagel...What a fantastic poem. I love the phrase "savagely grateful" -- such a powerful way to put the feeling.<BR/><BR/>I am not a runner, but am still able to relate to the actions and emotions in this poem, and I thank you for sharing it!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com