tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4356162479428337180.post6535287330737923857..comments2023-08-29T06:28:14.152-05:00Comments on Dragonfly's Poetry & Prolixity: Happy Birthday, Dearest Anais NinMarionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14786883679294446945noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4356162479428337180.post-91426225774420063122012-02-22T13:13:48.893-06:002012-02-22T13:13:48.893-06:00She's so incredibly inspiring. I love that she...She's so incredibly inspiring. I love that she wrote this love letter to her husband once that promised "to use [her] intelligence to find new ways to love." And I just think that's one of the most beautiful, romantic things anyone can ever pledge, don't you think? :)<br><br>Thanks for sharing. It's a lovely poem that really illustrates so beautifully why you love her so much.Phoenixhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07477498671080132176noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4356162479428337180.post-3832392250248386892012-02-21T22:42:20.226-06:002012-02-21T22:42:20.226-06:00I think she would so appreciate your lovely birthd...I think she would so appreciate your lovely birthday tribute to her.<br>xoSerenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00798532682456165053noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4356162479428337180.post-88523435238963757822012-02-21T20:08:25.582-06:002012-02-21T20:08:25.582-06:00Well I'm thinking about Erin's comment, an...Well I'm thinking about Erin's comment, and yours. Who the hell are we to know if she lived well? Ha! We can write all we want...attempt to level the ground between persons. But there is no such thing. Each of us live within the circumference of our own skin, and what we write can be lie or truth. What we live can be either or. I really only trust a person face to face.<br><br>"I was hungry for a muse when you came to me."<br><br>Damn I love that line. We could transpose "muse" for anything else we crave and thus finds anchor! Nicely done my Marion!<br><br>Love you!Wine and Wordshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06778785233226804217noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4356162479428337180.post-788700151849653962012-02-21T16:27:50.550-06:002012-02-21T16:27:50.550-06:00Yes, Erin. That's what we want, to live and l...Yes, Erin. That's what we want, to live and love boldly. It's easier said than done, though, for some of us. I've always admired Anais's strength and drive. I appreicate you. xo<br><br>Ben, you're in for a real treat. The diaries are amazing, filled with history and inspiration. Her fiction is pretty amazing, too. xoMarionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14786883679294446945noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4356162479428337180.post-10522835053068717892012-02-21T16:17:45.632-06:002012-02-21T16:17:45.632-06:00Can't wait to check these writings out! I love...Can't wait to check these writings out! I love your tribute!Ben Dittyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10637997946476963455noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4356162479428337180.post-10990007062783844372012-02-21T11:30:23.993-06:002012-02-21T11:30:23.993-06:00she lived so well, so boldly, bravely. this is wh...she lived so well, so boldly, bravely. this is what we want, isn't it, marion? why she draws us?<br><br>she lived so well, i wonder how it is that she died. i'll have to look this up.<br><br>your tribute speaks volumes as to who you are, i think.<br><br>xo<br>erinerinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16636371927224076866noreply@blogger.com