tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28676316.post8379105258190668494..comments2024-03-05T09:51:18.574-05:00Comments on Moristotle & Co.: Poetry & Portraits: GradesUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28676316.post-5082636217703593842016-12-12T20:29:15.582-05:002016-12-12T20:29:15.582-05:00P.S., I bet Eric always thought "edification&...P.S., I bet Eric always thought "edification" meant time off for the editor....Moristotlehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02211602374384087074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28676316.post-43065172981855545882016-12-12T17:52:28.628-05:002016-12-12T17:52:28.628-05:00One person I shared "Grades" with didn&#...One person I shared "Grades" with didn't respond to it as I expected she would. She wrote me: "Although I appreciate your thinking of me, I wish you had not shared this with me. I have a policy of posting and reading only things that are edifying and building-up, and this clearly doesn't." <br /> I told her I was sorry she "didn't find Eric's fine poem up to [her] level of edification."Moristotlehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02211602374384087074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28676316.post-79346960849618623552016-12-12T16:42:44.974-05:002016-12-12T16:42:44.974-05:00Thank you Morris, Vic, Underthebelly, and especial...Thank you Morris, Vic, Underthebelly, and especially Chuck for your encouraging words. They are so appreciated.Eric Meubnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28676316.post-42832167490185921882016-12-12T14:33:04.861-05:002016-12-12T14:33:04.861-05:00Oh, Eric, wherefore art thou, Eric?
As I'v...Oh, Eric, wherefore art thou, Eric?<br /> As I've mentioned to you, but not to readers generally, I have been reading Ian McEwan's latest novel, <i>Nutshell</i>, which imagines <i>Hamlet</i> from the point of view of the fetal Hamlet. How like a poem by you are the novel's tonal allusions. For example, unborn Hamlet has come to enjoy the fine wines his mother drinks (and which he can identify from her conversations with her lover Claude, his father John's brother):<br /><br />Trudy and I are getting drunk and feeling better...She and I share two glasses of the Sancerre...After a piercing white, a Pinot Noir is a mother's soothing hand. Oh, to be alive while such a grape exists! A blossom, a bouquet of peace and reason. No one seems to want to read aloud the label so I'm forced to make a guess, and hazard an Échezeaux Grand Cru....<br />Moristotlehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02211602374384087074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28676316.post-29832601313612916772016-12-10T17:39:27.342-05:002016-12-10T17:39:27.342-05:00Extremely well crafted. Beautiful!Extremely well crafted. Beautiful!Vic M.https://www.blogger.com/profile/06736914347731234718noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28676316.post-3574254817177682152016-12-10T17:33:18.135-05:002016-12-10T17:33:18.135-05:00The best talent among us. You have published here...The best talent among us. You have published here some of the best poetry I've seen outside of lit texts. Thanks!<br />Chucknoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28676316.post-26153432079829958172016-12-10T10:40:16.547-05:002016-12-10T10:40:16.547-05:00"Grades," what poignant perfection! Than..."Grades," what poignant perfection! Thank you, Eric, for gracing Moristotle & Co. with the barely bearable grace of your poetry. For as many consecutive days as I have number of your poems, I could run one daily and readers never tire of their rereading. Moristotlehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02211602374384087074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28676316.post-64562354918393248532016-12-10T10:11:33.694-05:002016-12-10T10:11:33.694-05:00Good poem Eric.
Good poem Eric.<br />Underthebellyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06280147303704868805noreply@blogger.com