tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3857800238463550447.post4844342737943731288..comments2023-07-13T06:09:04.369-05:00Comments on To Be Happy, You Must Not Write Poetry: SplinteringTashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18003212484944965101noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3857800238463550447.post-6381471240363155412008-11-17T20:55:00.000-06:002008-11-17T20:55:00.000-06:00Thanks Tasha. The poem spoke to me in ways I can'...Thanks Tasha. The poem spoke to me in ways I can't describe. =PColin Welchhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13512525660610232642noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3857800238463550447.post-55888657746230481002008-11-17T15:28:00.000-06:002008-11-17T15:28:00.000-06:00It's good that you picked up on the disorientation...It's good that you picked up on the disorientation.Tashahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18003212484944965101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3857800238463550447.post-28692763055259086492008-11-17T13:39:00.000-06:002008-11-17T13:39:00.000-06:00I like how the language itself is disorienting - i...I like how the language itself is disorienting - it mirrors the disorientation felt by the Erzaehler. I don't feel like I can see the "ing" used in the title, but I also can at the same time, because of the various skewed images.Colin Welchhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13512525660610232642noreply@blogger.com