tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238612514264591228.post7302062270598638031..comments2023-04-28T02:51:16.589-06:00Comments on Teaching from Behind: SOLSC 7 of 31 - Poetry Friday - Night MusicAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10998735316905096776noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238612514264591228.post-14638547180485329672014-03-11T20:44:06.992-06:002014-03-11T20:44:06.992-06:00I love the sounds and the bass line hum!I love the sounds and the bass line hum!Me & My Soliloquyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12253913656316336284noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238612514264591228.post-45048017464492617952014-03-10T16:01:23.825-06:002014-03-10T16:01:23.825-06:00Oh, love the humming of the fridge and the snoring...Oh, love the humming of the fridge and the snoring cat. We have a cat that snores! Margaret Simonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04434866104385187658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238612514264591228.post-30837287778441843122014-03-08T18:00:43.985-07:002014-03-08T18:00:43.985-07:00Oh the night sounds...usually not the sick kind. :...Oh the night sounds...usually not the sick kind. :-( great poem though. I do Poemy Mondays on my blog. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08273609516768187184noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238612514264591228.post-38661888354747526992014-03-08T07:11:36.800-07:002014-03-08T07:11:36.800-07:00This is incredible, Max! I love this line: "F...This is incredible, Max! I love this line: "Fridge lays down a bass line hum." Even the rhythm of the poem as a whole feels jazzy. This would be a great poem to read out loud, I think. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238612514264591228.post-88204727936677320052014-03-08T05:22:36.897-07:002014-03-08T05:22:36.897-07:00I love the bass line hum and the snoring cat -- we...I love the bass line hum and the snoring cat -- we have one of those!Mary Leehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09078793537148794310noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238612514264591228.post-86468841875538814142014-03-07T23:46:18.189-07:002014-03-07T23:46:18.189-07:00Hi there Max, thank you for sharing this. I do lov...Hi there Max, thank you for sharing this. I do love the sounds of the evening too. :)GatheringBookshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04477710897574769648noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238612514264591228.post-39904117541678300002014-03-07T08:53:27.997-07:002014-03-07T08:53:27.997-07:00Love the rhythm, Max, all the images that happen w...Love the rhythm, Max, all the images that happen when we listen, right? Miss seeing you this week!Linda Bhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14983144542632353870noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238612514264591228.post-84296397327232226322014-03-07T05:29:10.865-07:002014-03-07T05:29:10.865-07:00Great poem, Max - loved this line:
"Fridge la...Great poem, Max - loved this line:<br />"Fridge lays down a bass line hum"<br />and bravo to you for doing Poetry Friday, as well - I am overwhelmed by the slicing challenge, but I do miss the PF connection. Maybe next week.Tarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13626451110946889157noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8238612514264591228.post-87882008356699419332014-03-07T02:31:17.672-07:002014-03-07T02:31:17.672-07:00You certainly paint the imagery of tucking in day ...You certainly paint the imagery of tucking in day and greeting the quiet hum of evening. I love my nights. I can see why your students write so well. They have a great role model. S. Petershttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09691936150797706142noreply@blogger.com