tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29947933.post115226323665324247..comments2023-09-29T09:27:20.666+00:00Comments on Bolts of Silk: We Grow to Resemble Each Other by James EngelhardtCrafty Green Poethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02486633917197181851noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29947933.post-1153078261886752512006-07-16T19:31:00.000+00:002006-07-16T19:31:00.000+00:00Great poem, an extened metaphor, I think for youth...Great poem, an extened metaphor, I think for youth, relationships, aging, and the value judgments we make based on those qualities. It's very sad to think of the aged, lame furniture in the barn, like a old folk's home, at once kept and ignored, asking about each other's stories.Amyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08754785071196846157noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29947933.post-1152298658294336422006-07-07T18:57:00.000+00:002006-07-07T18:57:00.000+00:00That's great, and as Fasutina says, thought-provok...That's great, and as Fasutina says, thought-provoking. I wonder if my new IKEA bookshelf is making friends with the solid wood furniture that have been with me since my early childhood. :PAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29947933.post-1152273432871771872006-07-07T11:57:00.000+00:002006-07-07T11:57:00.000+00:00wonderful! Very creative and thought provoking!wonderful! Very creative and thought provoking!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29947933.post-1152268173675705292006-07-07T10:29:00.000+00:002006-07-07T10:29:00.000+00:00I love this! My husband worries that I collect cha...I love this! My husband worries that I collect chairs, the wooden kind, but I can't bear to see them go to the dump... This is a wonderful explanation for why I can't let them go!SLWhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07574103178321487531noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29947933.post-1152263351051104582006-07-07T09:09:00.000+00:002006-07-07T09:09:00.000+00:00This is a poem for anyone who has ever wondered ab...This is a poem for anyone who has ever wondered about the interior life of inanimate objects.... And it makes you think again about human relationships too...Crafty Green Poethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02486633917197181851noreply@blogger.com