tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147719773752098767.post6905019963769311641..comments2024-03-25T22:25:27.515+05:30Comments on Madly-in-Verse: Observe. Record. Marvel...IINilanjana Bosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08656370320322301943noreply@blogger.comBlogger20125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147719773752098767.post-14871814536245273432018-03-18T10:21:58.017+05:302018-03-18T10:21:58.017+05:30All the very best to you too, glad you enjoyed the...All the very best to you too, glad you enjoyed the poetry...thanks for stopping by!Nilanjana Bosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08656370320322301943noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147719773752098767.post-28776694317859108392018-03-17T13:51:23.745+05:302018-03-17T13:51:23.745+05:30This is such a beautiful poem. Capturing life'...This is such a beautiful poem. Capturing life's memories like photography...wow!<br /><br />Memories bight be blurry, but your words have laid them out so vividly.<br /><br />Blogrolling you. All the best for the A-to-Z Challenge.<br /><br />Cheers,<br />CRD<br /><a href="http://scriptedinsanity.blogspot.in/" rel="nofollow">Scripted In Sanity</a><br />CRDhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14040468252329133910noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147719773752098767.post-80011493373574969872018-03-16T13:13:10.603+05:302018-03-16T13:13:10.603+05:30Exactly, a bit of ambiguity gives readers the free...Exactly, a bit of ambiguity gives readers the freedom to extrapolate however it suits them. Thank you for stopping by.Nilanjana Bosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08656370320322301943noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147719773752098767.post-38031964147057710252018-03-15T20:23:31.844+05:302018-03-15T20:23:31.844+05:30Interesting correlation. I guess a bit of poetic ...Interesting correlation. I guess a bit of poetic blur can be good. It keeps the readers thinking and looking at a topic in different ways. Like the slight blur or haziness of a artsy photo, a poem's message might change on the mood of the reader or the time or whatever influence is being exerted at any particular time.<br /><br />Arlee Bird<br /><a href="http://tossingitout.blogspot.com/" Arlee Birdhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11663942782929929334noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147719773752098767.post-59990306765611607962018-03-15T10:59:40.246+05:302018-03-15T10:59:40.246+05:30Ya, I completely get what you mean. I'm vaguel...Ya, I completely get what you mean. I'm vaguely annoyed too when readers assume every poem to be the autobiography of the poet! Have to confess I get it more often in poetry than in fiction though. I've had to spell it out for people several times :) <br /><br />http://nilabose.blogspot.com/2016/04/t-is-for-totaled.html Nilanjana Bosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08656370320322301943noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147719773752098767.post-64826432721415697952018-03-15T04:37:14.935+05:302018-03-15T04:37:14.935+05:30Boy, am I disappointed. I was hoping you'd rep...Boy, am I disappointed. I was hoping you'd reply with a comment that had a little bit of thought behind it, but no... YES, of COURSE I'm kidding! You've obviously considered this subject at length, and you've stated your views very well.<br /><br />I would completely agree that once a story or poem is put "out there," it's open to all sorts of interpretations, which The Silver Foxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00730805376957629641noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147719773752098767.post-40896146772047166942018-03-14T15:05:15.403+05:302018-03-14T15:05:15.403+05:30I am so sorry for your loss. And so moved that you...I am so sorry for your loss. And so moved that you stopped by here and shared your feedback.Nilanjana Bosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08656370320322301943noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147719773752098767.post-71014253280185037672018-03-14T07:19:29.100+05:302018-03-14T07:19:29.100+05:30Your poem truly resonated with me. I'm struggl...Your poem truly resonated with me. I'm struggling with a lot of mixed emotions right now after the death of a loved one and I feel like I can't tell which memories are true, which are blurred and which ones are shaded in the light most favorable.In the end it doesn't matter, the memories are mine and I'll pass along only good memories to my kids, but your poem tugged at my heart. Melissa Sugarhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16268333458796847721noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147719773752098767.post-16815731136747890982018-03-13T10:36:10.541+05:302018-03-13T10:36:10.541+05:30Um..in my personal view no-one can read too much i...Um..in my personal view no-one can read too much into a poem. And of course photography is a metaphor for life, and a very comprehensive one at that. So is poetry - if your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash ~ Leonard Cohen.<br /><br />And hate it or love it, everyone reads a poem from their personal perspectives, not the poet's. Reading anything is a BYO-Attitude party anyways! As Nilanjana Bosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08656370320322301943noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147719773752098767.post-91603677267153068762018-03-13T00:36:49.133+05:302018-03-13T00:36:49.133+05:30Am I reading too much into this poem if I say that...Am I reading too much into this poem if I say that I see the whole subject of photography as a metaphor for how someone lives his or her life? I usually hate it when people insert too much of their own thoughts or attitudes into their understanding of a poem or story. But then again, I know some -- most? -- writers love it whenever they've inspired someone to actually <i>think</i> for a The Silver Foxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00730805376957629641noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147719773752098767.post-79354283974821389852018-03-12T10:50:26.241+05:302018-03-12T10:50:26.241+05:30Glad you liked it...thanks for stopping by.Glad you liked it...thanks for stopping by.Nilanjana Bosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08656370320322301943noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147719773752098767.post-44198960252182262202018-03-12T09:45:30.365+05:302018-03-12T09:45:30.365+05:30Wow! That was really cool. Thanks for sharing.Wow! That was really cool. Thanks for sharing.J Lenni Dornerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07961335286982498158noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147719773752098767.post-86064037982297537062018-03-12T09:09:44.317+05:302018-03-12T09:09:44.317+05:30Hi Hilary! you just reminded me of a poem by Irene...Hi Hilary! you just reminded me of a poem by Irene Rutherford called Is love then so simple...Nilanjana Bosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08656370320322301943noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147719773752098767.post-1450935061080862732018-03-12T09:07:32.331+05:302018-03-12T09:07:32.331+05:30I like a bit of ambiguity in everything :)I like a bit of ambiguity in everything :)Nilanjana Bosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08656370320322301943noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147719773752098767.post-64015737197388327132018-03-12T09:06:39.497+05:302018-03-12T09:06:39.497+05:30Older memories are less blurry, newer memories mor...Older memories are less blurry, newer memories more so...strange but trueNilanjana Bosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08656370320322301943noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147719773752098767.post-39561880451078176582018-03-11T21:19:10.020+05:302018-03-11T21:19:10.020+05:30Hi Nila - so often blur affects our memories - yet...Hi Nila - so often blur affects our memories - yet they are strong and are ours. Great to see you interpreting your archival mind with the recorded images - yet reaching out in verse to retain the memories ... you open doors for us - cheers HilaryHilary Melton-Butcherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17596532480645510678noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147719773752098767.post-91632872558107601712018-03-11T20:23:31.906+05:302018-03-11T20:23:31.906+05:30sometimes a mist or fog cuts the sharp edges, allo...sometimes a mist or fog cuts the sharp edges, allows a stretch in all directions. Leaves interpretations open. Joannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11604494404874408870noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147719773752098767.post-36139045664229586692018-03-11T17:28:31.744+05:302018-03-11T17:28:31.744+05:30Our memories are often blurry.Our memories are often blurry.Alex J. Cavanaughhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09770065693345181702noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147719773752098767.post-4150178052158464822018-03-11T14:52:41.761+05:302018-03-11T14:52:41.761+05:30I probably reside in perma-mist zone so accuracy o...I probably reside in perma-mist zone so accuracy of archiving is strongly suspect...thank goodness there's room for blurred :-) Nilanjana Bosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08656370320322301943noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147719773752098767.post-19260747388485487162018-03-11T10:12:03.598+05:302018-03-11T10:12:03.598+05:30Given that my eyes get a bit misty (blurred) when ...Given that my eyes get a bit misty (blurred) when I am particularly moved, I believe that there is certainly room for poetry to be blurred. Blurred and not erred.Elephant's Childhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06650565833097914052noreply@blogger.com