tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18755930.post113144656980178798..comments2023-07-19T22:29:21.917+10:00Comments on TROG: Birthday poem for TimFinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04133284664110117988noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18755930.post-1131446789964474642005-11-08T21:46:00.001+11:002005-11-08T21:46:00.001+11:00Brill Shannish just beautiful; especially the nati...Brill Shannish just beautiful; especially the native frangipani(sorry about my boyfriend - he’s a bass player y’know).<BR/>DDAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18755930.post-1131446772592550932005-11-08T21:46:00.000+11:002005-11-08T21:46:00.000+11:00Thank you Peter but as I am always assuring my stu...Thank you Peter but as I am always assuring my students, poems come in many forms and rhymes are only one of the elements that may be included. I suppose this little effort could be called free verse.<BR/>Tell us about the fugue.<BR/>I have started piano lessons at last and may soon be able to tackle some of the jazz songs i love, thanks to the real book cd you sent me onceAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18755930.post-1131446757035660092005-11-08T21:45:00.002+11:002005-11-08T21:45:00.002+11:00Well Jates, sigh, the sprouts were little and we h...Well Jates, sigh, the sprouts were little and we had planted them from seed i think in a bed near the place where the grapes are now. Finn trotted around in a blue wool dressing gown I had made for him, agog at the thin white blanket of snowflakes. He was four years old and I remember how we stared out of the window together as the flakes fell, completely delighted and entranced, before we made our tour of the transformed garden. The sprout seedlings were unaffected by the snow, as i recall. we would eventually have eaten them, though i gave up on the brassica because of the little green caterpillars which munched them and looked so sad and offputting in the pot when they floated to the surface, quite dead.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18755930.post-1131446730310533892005-11-08T21:45:00.001+11:002005-11-08T21:45:00.001+11:00I wasn’t there, well, not that much, and I find al...I wasn’t there, well, not that much, and I find all those things totally evocative, thank you, Char![I must confess to believing this form to be a prose, in so far as pomes have rhymes, don’t they? But then my education, outside fairly limited parameters, is sadly lacking.] Ask me, however, what key Bach’s Dm fugue is in and I may get it right? Love, P.air.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18755930.post-1131446712920321232005-11-08T21:45:00.000+11:002005-11-08T21:45:00.000+11:00brussells sproots were these from Brussells did th...brussells sproots were these from Brussells did they come to fruit or grief were they ate or more were they put in a pot and boiled I disrememberAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18755930.post-1131446695119097632005-11-08T21:44:00.002+11:002005-11-08T21:44:00.002+11:00of course it’s deliberate finn. Dad always likes a...of course it’s deliberate finn. Dad always likes a play on words and that’s also why Anna is called Pome.<BR/>You would also remember the other things too - like the snow on the brussel sprouts, the flooding, the fire that got away, the weeding of the dam and the burning upright willow trunk. After all, you were there!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18755930.post-1131446675610043382005-11-08T21:44:00.001+11:002005-11-08T21:44:00.001+11:00Hey did you mean to write “poem” instead of “pome”...Hey did you mean to write “poem” instead of “pome” is is “pome” like Anna “Pome”?Finnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04133284664110117988noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18755930.post-1131446667409873842005-11-08T21:44:00.000+11:002005-11-08T21:44:00.000+11:00That’s a loverly poem mum. I remember the last bit...That’s a loverly poem mum. I remember the last bit: “I remember you at the station”. Dad always had the perfume on and sometimes had some trinket of interest.Finnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04133284664110117988noreply@blogger.com