tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055006.post3058217419018895767..comments2023-05-12T05:58:15.192-06:00Comments on Signifying nothing: EmptyClint Gardnerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13534333959460032669noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055006.post-1549558307320938702010-08-31T20:47:57.470-06:002010-08-31T20:47:57.470-06:00Thanks, L. That's what I had in mind. I don&...Thanks, L. That's what I had in mind. I don't know if there is a way out of empty phrases or not.Clint Gardnerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13534333959460032669noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055006.post-21028767718366399722010-08-30T23:28:59.209-06:002010-08-30T23:28:59.209-06:00I like the way that words come back with a differe...I like the way that words come back with a difference in this poem--like mind, minding, and then "your head." Feels like a ritual in a way, one with a way in, that only hints at a way out?Lisa B.https://www.blogger.com/profile/10646181766775405935noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055006.post-22924037194483987392010-08-30T21:57:03.825-06:002010-08-30T21:57:03.825-06:00Hah, Cordelia. I nearly threw in "How sad fo...Hah, Cordelia. I nearly threw in "How sad for you" but decided to leave that for another poem.Clint Gardnerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13534333959460032669noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055006.post-17339491532471102862010-08-30T21:32:14.302-06:002010-08-30T21:32:14.302-06:00How sad.How sad.Cordeliahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13628357937461378086noreply@blogger.com