tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309703576184054345.post8527715657530567616..comments2022-12-10T02:38:11.178-08:00Comments on Race Me Home: Keuka LakeArcher's Boneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15507043334472692421noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309703576184054345.post-64621573269014788062015-04-02T20:13:53.995-07:002015-04-02T20:13:53.995-07:00Lovely beginnings — and a beautiful poem. complete...Lovely beginnings — and a beautiful poem. complete in its brevity.Rosemary Nissen-Wadehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05913841031559499568noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309703576184054345.post-21755331888049032242015-04-01T21:05:24.579-07:002015-04-01T21:05:24.579-07:00How desperate we become when even water dies. I am...How desperate we become when even water dies. I am so glad the lake birthed poetry.Susie Clevengerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09239990133754328967noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309703576184054345.post-19995616481293875072015-04-01T19:44:19.718-07:002015-04-01T19:44:19.718-07:00Same in the lake where I grew up - back then it wa...Same in the lake where I grew up - back then it was still pretty clean but not any more.........I love your dad saying "No otter!" and that his wordplay resonated with you.Sherry Blue Skyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10769154286598233146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309703576184054345.post-42022482136510530972015-04-01T17:21:14.882-07:002015-04-01T17:21:14.882-07:00It is terrible when a lake is turned into fear by ...It is terrible when a lake is turned into fear by lack of responsibility and too much selfishness. I can see the poetry coming out of your child's upturned lips, seeping through your shaking fists (squeezed too tight)... I would have been angry, and terribly sad.Magaly Guerrerohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18295455026184103230noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309703576184054345.post-24373207092620880882015-04-01T17:15:54.741-07:002015-04-01T17:15:54.741-07:00I'm with these ladies on the sad factor...it b...I'm with these ladies on the sad factor...it breaks my heart the way Nature is treated. I love your memories of the lake and of your father. Beautiful image!Hannahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10124956200834969600noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309703576184054345.post-82908395673990197812015-04-01T15:29:14.034-07:002015-04-01T15:29:14.034-07:00Your poem is 'chilling, with unease' !How ...Your poem is 'chilling, with unease' !<br>How sad~Ellahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06070952447277684613noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309703576184054345.post-42968261163556786352015-04-01T11:56:59.623-07:002015-04-01T11:56:59.623-07:00How sad to think of a beautiful lake being rendere...How sad to think of a beautiful lake being rendered un-swimmable and otterless.Kerry O'Connorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00720862912375945249noreply@blogger.com