tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19063438.post5953673160703728521..comments2023-05-24T05:00:11.641-05:00Comments on Folk, Flocks, and Flowers: My Last PansiesSheilahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03592157819188364751noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19063438.post-39413567788961098412009-08-11T22:36:44.743-05:002009-08-11T22:36:44.743-05:00Lucy, it's been so long since I really (really...Lucy, it's been so long since I really (really) read that poem, and I don't recall anything about how people interpret it. To me it's clear in the poem that the speaker interprets her as shallow or superficial or something, but then can we trust his take on human nature, being a person who would kill his own wife? I rather think she was someone who loved life but didn't cater to his narcissistic need for attention, to be the center of her universe, and so his jealousy made him resentful of what was simply a young woman easily delighted by life.<br /><br />And I could be completely wrong!Sheilahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03592157819188364751noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19063438.post-86063623060820624822009-06-07T08:33:47.681-05:002009-06-07T08:33:47.681-05:00That's a troubling poem though, isn't it? ...That's a troubling poem though, isn't it? She's not happy, is she, or she keeps up the thing of being pleased but it's a kind of shield around her and he hates it... I struggle with Browning, need to bend myself to him one day I think. <br /><br />But your pansy photo is a delight!Lucyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09764296105901909328noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19063438.post-54387576751620979232009-05-31T23:09:15.243-05:002009-05-31T23:09:15.243-05:00Oh, of course I know who you are, just didn't reco...Oh, of course I know who you are, just didn't recognize the middle initial there. It is a strange land we live in. And not an intrusion at all. I'm glad to see you here.Sheilahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03592157819188364751noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19063438.post-51146753577848117232009-05-31T22:14:07.642-05:002009-05-31T22:14:07.642-05:00I'm just a stranger in a strange land.
Probably, ...I'm just a stranger in a strange land.<br /><br />Probably, a long lost land.<br /><br />Sorry for the intrusion, Mrs. Vamplin.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00832200680724566324noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19063438.post-29904486357187973222009-05-31T17:39:45.229-05:002009-05-31T17:39:45.229-05:00Oh, dear, who are you JCS? I probably should know,...Oh, dear, who are you JCS? I probably should know, but all that's coming to me is the name of a musical....Sheilahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03592157819188364751noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19063438.post-70132663090366246042009-05-31T17:32:40.598-05:002009-05-31T17:32:40.598-05:00It's good to see you're still at it.It's good to see you're still at it.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00832200680724566324noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19063438.post-87062284635801741052009-05-29T21:50:02.076-05:002009-05-29T21:50:02.076-05:00Your flowers are beautiful, Sheila.
Isn't is amazi...Your flowers are beautiful, Sheila.<br />Isn't is amazing that they can bring such sweet joy to us? Even, and sometimes especially, the tiny ones.Mollyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13387110156091920071noreply@blogger.com