tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33547923613272710.post8126898846297240079..comments2023-11-24T04:23:09.779-08:00Comments on The English Muse: The KeyUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33547923613272710.post-28681932472609892652009-03-03T22:05:00.000-08:002009-03-03T22:05:00.000-08:00Bring tears to my eyes. So sad and so sweet.Bring tears to my eyes. So sad and so sweet.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33547923613272710.post-58498809048239845602009-03-02T21:29:00.000-08:002009-03-02T21:29:00.000-08:00hi.i made this key image about a year ago after (y...hi.<BR/>i made this key image about a year ago after (you guessed it) my boyfriend of 6 years and i called it quits.<BR/>i never sent it. <BR/>eventually, the key went back on my keychain. the tag attached to it sat in the cupholder of my car for about 3 months. finally, it was so yellow with coffee spills that i threw it away.<BR/><BR/>sigh.<BR/><BR/>i'm glad you all like it. i almost didn't post it, but i'm glad i did.<BR/>xo.<BR/>j.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13428883313176859844noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33547923613272710.post-2971776107003558702009-03-01T06:30:00.000-08:002009-03-01T06:30:00.000-08:00Somebody once said that love is the realization th...Somebody once said that love is the realization that you care for another more than you care for yourself. At that moment, I don't think there are any doors that can't be opened.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33547923613272710.post-57697210659825961502009-02-28T20:35:00.000-08:002009-02-28T20:35:00.000-08:00Ah, here's the Bishop poem. Beautiful. One Art ...Ah, here's the Bishop poem. Beautiful.<BR/><BR/> <BR/>One Art<BR/> <BR/> The art of losing isn't hard to master;<BR/>so many things seem filled with the intent<BR/>to be lost that their loss is no disaster,<BR/><BR/>Lose something every day. Accept the fluster<BR/>of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.<BR/>The art of losing isn't hard to master.<BR/><BR/>Then practice losing farther, losing faster:<BR/>places, and names, and where it was you meant<BR/>to travel. None of these will bring disaster.<BR/><BR/>I lost my mother's watch. And look! my last, or<BR/>next-to-last, of three beloved houses went.<BR/>The art of losing isn't hard to master.<BR/><BR/>I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,<BR/>some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent.<BR/>I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.<BR/><BR/>-- Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture<BR/>I love) I shan't have lied. It's evident<BR/>the art of losing's not too hard to master<BR/>though it may look like (Write it!) a disaster. <BR/><BR/>Elizabeth BishopEnglish Musehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18143046698168051018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33547923613272710.post-44158318094891475892009-02-28T20:27:00.000-08:002009-02-28T20:27:00.000-08:00Reminds me so much of the Elizabeth Bishop poem, "...Reminds me so much of the Elizabeth Bishop poem, "One Art". http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/one-art/Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33547923613272710.post-5390357136712087042009-02-28T20:21:00.000-08:002009-02-28T20:21:00.000-08:00When I saw the photo on We Heart It, it had alread...When I saw the photo on We Heart It, it had already been marked as a favorite by more than 100 people. (I believe it originally ran on Le Love. Does anyone know for sure?)<BR/><BR/>If only cruelty and fragility were reserved for the youth. They are behaviors that seem to carry long into adulthood, searing hearts along the way. This little picture is a powerful reminder of both long-ago hurts and the ones in the present.English Musehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18143046698168051018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33547923613272710.post-89816364634738234972009-02-28T19:58:00.000-08:002009-02-28T19:58:00.000-08:00Ouch. That's a painful little story in an image. I...Ouch. That's a painful little story in an image. I have seen this story played out many a time in youth...why are the young at once so cruel and so fragile?Maiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17149615417507090988noreply@blogger.com