tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319797996494487653.post3606229516036142200..comments2023-12-30T17:31:11.883+00:00Comments on The Solitary Walker: Whatever You DesireThe Solitary Walkerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11284354541952038339noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319797996494487653.post-6844640392113275542014-01-29T18:38:01.584+00:002014-01-29T18:38:01.584+00:00I think I meant 'nothing left to lose', ha...I think I meant 'nothing left to lose', having just checked up with Janis...The Solitary Walkerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11284354541952038339noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319797996494487653.post-335953329619908692014-01-29T18:32:58.538+00:002014-01-29T18:32:58.538+00:00'Freedom's just another word for nothing e...'Freedom's just another word for nothing else to lose...'The Solitary Walkerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11284354541952038339noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319797996494487653.post-56811550743794574702014-01-29T13:38:50.219+00:002014-01-29T13:38:50.219+00:00It really is pure freedom when one can push past t...It really is pure freedom when one can push past the societal imperative to be somebody - the best somebody - and embrace yourself as simply nobody doing nothing. Freeeeeeeee!<br /><br />Just read your most recent post (Jan. 29th). I so love how the Beatles dropped snippets of what they learned in India into the lyrics of their songs ... what a gift! John was the first to help me imagine being nobody with no exclusive religion too!<br /><br />A great poem Robert! Perhaps, like John, you will plant that 'novel' idea in some young mind. <br />Bonnie Zieman, M.Ed.https://www.blogger.com/profile/00282469017360136275noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319797996494487653.post-32949758184966651572014-01-28T20:32:04.371+00:002014-01-28T20:32:04.371+00:00Thanks, Ruth and George, for reading my poem and c...Thanks, Ruth and George, for reading my poem and commenting on it. I am grateful. I seem to be fond of such lists and litanies in my poems! In this one I wanted to juxtapose the old and the new, the surreal and the romantic, the serious and the humorous… and hoped to achieve a kind of unburdened Ariel-like lightness in the end, after all the attractive (tho' some not so attractive!) temptations...The Solitary Walkerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11284354541952038339noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319797996494487653.post-10840604298727289142014-01-28T12:32:01.695+00:002014-01-28T12:32:01.695+00:00Entertaining and well-crafted, Robert, with a perf...Entertaining and well-crafted, Robert, with a perfect conclusion. Once you become a "nobody with nothing," you become somebody with everything. That, at least, is how old Lao Tzu would probably view the situation.Georgehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03959953035812596907noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319797996494487653.post-922135274094081872014-01-28T11:50:35.984+00:002014-01-28T11:50:35.984+00:00I suspect that some of the things in your litany o...I suspect that some of the things in your litany of temptations are things you love (and who wouldn't). The description of the beech tree (my favorite tree) is gorgeous. All the language here rolls off the <i>agile tongue</i> sensuously, beautifully. Anyway, it feels personal for you, at least some of it, because of what we know of you. This makes the conclusion more special yet.Ruthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14204074161539605133noreply@blogger.com