tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20429083.post287877027834274110..comments2024-03-19T05:26:04.770-04:00Comments on A Year of Reading: Poetry Friday -- JazzMary Leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09078793537148794310noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20429083.post-90526200276219817232011-02-07T06:18:28.059-05:002011-02-07T06:18:28.059-05:00Great post, Mary Lee - thanks for sharing one of C...Great post, Mary Lee - thanks for sharing one of Collins' poems I was unfamiliar with. Hope you eventually get to taste some chocolate!Julie https://www.blogger.com/profile/12811523890920763782noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20429083.post-57282226351921598122011-02-06T20:17:28.050-05:002011-02-06T20:17:28.050-05:00Collins always leads me sidelong into the unexpect...Collins always leads me sidelong into the unexpected. <br />We mortals need some sleep, even the late-night jazz owls. Angels are as bad as babies: up all hours without a thought about the future.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10147284664183496856noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20429083.post-26682732906035253042011-02-05T11:25:19.797-05:002011-02-05T11:25:19.797-05:00i love the image
- <3 Poetry about lifei love the image<br />-<i> <b><3</b> <a href="http://www.poetry-of-the-day.com" alt="famous poetry" rel="nofollow">Poetry about life</a></i>Poetry of the Dayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11198064593715494884noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20429083.post-86130225541610642352011-02-05T02:54:31.374-05:002011-02-05T02:54:31.374-05:00"now it is very late, even for musicians.&quo..."now it is very late, even for musicians." - That really made me smile!Playing by the bookhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02761644438775249830noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20429083.post-39591958210542251502011-02-04T18:25:58.695-05:002011-02-04T18:25:58.695-05:00Love the surprise and the wit of those last two li...Love the surprise and the wit of those last two lines!<br />Tara<br />http://tmsteach.blogspot.com/Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20429083.post-15940747763751104372011-02-04T13:48:16.549-05:002011-02-04T13:48:16.549-05:00I agree it was a nice substitute for chocolate. I ...I agree it was a nice substitute for chocolate. I think that angels will now make me think of jazz and vice versa.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20429083.post-48550046148036957022011-02-04T13:03:11.325-05:002011-02-04T13:03:11.325-05:00Such a cool poem. I love bass players, thin or oth...Such a cool poem. I love bass players, thin or otherwise, and the image of a lone angel dancing in her stocking feet is wonderful. Late, even for musicians. Brilliant.jamahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07859083373087448194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20429083.post-43100978122481692652011-02-04T12:20:01.313-05:002011-02-04T12:20:01.313-05:00Hee hee! "And now it is late, even for musici...Hee hee! "And now it is late, even for musicians" Love it. What a great piece. I will think of that now, whenever I see a bassist. Thanks for sharing.<br /><br />I think the idea of a chocolate tasting between friends is genius. I hope you can reschedule!Carliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02992805076865220524noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20429083.post-20818928399837989902011-02-04T09:31:30.440-05:002011-02-04T09:31:30.440-05:00Sounds like a great substitution. I missed our ch...Sounds like a great substitution. I missed our chocolate fest but will go next year. Love the Collins poem. Could you please send us one day's worth of snow?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com