Sunday, February 07, 2010

A poem drives through the poet's mind

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9 comments:

  1. Evie Christie7/2/10 8:44 PM

    I love this

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  2. Julie T. Ewald8/2/10 4:41 AM

    This is a fantastic take on this image! I think I need to spend more time with pictures.

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  3. Brenda Schmidt8/2/10 9:58 AM

    Thanks Evie!

    Thanks Julie!

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  4. Carla B8/2/10 9:56 PM

    cutting edge!! best use of a snow plow I've seen lately.
    love your blog Brenda. And I love it when I can get to hi-speed to enjoy it.

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  5. Brenda Schmidt8/2/10 10:36 PM

    Thanks Carla! I hope our paths will cross next winter if not before!

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  6. Brenda Schmidt9/2/10 10:33 AM

    This morning I revisited "ned after snowslides", a wonderful hypertext work that I linked to back in 2005. I updated the link in the original post, but thought I'd mention it here as well.

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  7. Lemon Hound9/2/10 10:39 PM

    Great shot.

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  8. Brenda Schmidt10/2/10 8:43 AM

    Thanks, LH!

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  9. Pearl11/2/10 3:27 PM

    gosh I hate it when there are buried cars parked against regulations in the middle of an incoming poem's path. such a grinding disruptive crash.

    to smooth plowing thru all its winding ways.

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