tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2883979841111173610.post3157943110561895639..comments2024-02-05T00:16:13.698-05:00Comments on Banjo52: Faith Shearin's poem, "Retriever": Dogs, Poetry, Music, and ComplexityBanjo52http://www.blogger.com/profile/04342397136888422440noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2883979841111173610.post-73864357441511772792010-03-19T21:20:55.377-04:002010-03-19T21:20:55.377-04:00I'm relieved. I could've sworn I was seein...I'm relieved. I could've sworn I was seeing purple in that black and white. Wasn't Youngstown a 5 times bigger school then? You don't mention football much--are you aware that Ohio State's coach came from the Youngstown State Penguins? And that Mt. Union is now a small college national power in football? (Did I already ask you this?).<br /><br />Yep, my dad went to Mt. Union, for a couple years.Banjo52https://www.blogger.com/profile/04342397136888422440noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2883979841111173610.post-22002935190730374352010-03-19T14:24:07.568-04:002010-03-19T14:24:07.568-04:00I know I blab too much...
Ken Mac, your photos sa...I know I blab too much...<br /><br />Ken Mac, your photos say stories and are packed with info. And that is why I sneak a look everyday... to learn, to see, to be in awe.<br /><br />Banjoman, the hoops photo was dad in college. Mount Union playing Youngstown. MU won, final score 33-28. Obviously no 24 second clock back then. Your dad went to Mount Union, too, right?Brenda's Arizonahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17880225110712592548noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2883979841111173610.post-43674702645335254252010-03-18T22:05:20.671-04:002010-03-18T22:05:20.671-04:00And Brenda, that's really touching, nice stuff...And Brenda, that's really touching, nice stuff about your parents. I bet there are thousands of couples like that when it comes to dogs or, more generally, simplicity.<br /><br />You still haven't said where that hoops photo is from at your place. The Akron team or your dad in college?<br />Which college, if I'm not being pushy? You know I'm interested in such things.Banjo52https://www.blogger.com/profile/04342397136888422440noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2883979841111173610.post-36962741853067453962010-03-18T22:01:33.868-04:002010-03-18T22:01:33.868-04:00Brenda, yeah, I thought it was time for something ...Brenda, yeah, I thought it was time for something more straightforward, though I think this poem has depth.<br /><br />By the way, just tried to address your question about "Carrion Comfort." I fear I got pretty pedantic. Did I say ANYthing??<br /><br />Ken, thanks. I hope it's info and ideas and not just words. And yours is anything but "just" a couple of photos. Anything new I'd care about regarding your emery board girl? Talk about winners! Was it your Feb. 24 post? Maybe I should just take off and write a many-syllabled, uninformed treatise about it . . .Banjo52https://www.blogger.com/profile/04342397136888422440noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2883979841111173610.post-18515337016102294122010-03-18T21:58:07.957-04:002010-03-18T21:58:07.957-04:00I don't think anyone would call Ken Mac's ...I don't think anyone would call Ken Mac's "just a couple of photos," but he's right, this is one meaty blog. <br /><br />I'm going to look for a David Sedaris story, see if it's online. About how his parents became the parents to a great dane that they could never be to the children.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2883979841111173610.post-63606153974809199992010-03-18T20:48:39.379-04:002010-03-18T20:48:39.379-04:00man, your blog is packed with info! Mine's jus...man, your blog is packed with info! Mine's just a couple pictures. NiceKen Machttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09100185198750536244noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2883979841111173610.post-75964897611572660242010-03-18T20:19:10.095-04:002010-03-18T20:19:10.095-04:00I'm a sucker. I love this poem. And I don'...I'm a sucker. I love this poem. And I don't fault the father for his actions. I'm a daughter with this exact father - and although my dad's dog annoyed the crap out of my mom, I loved it. I laughed and rejoiced in dad's simple happiness. In my dad's old age, it was simple things that made him happy - and my mother is anything but simple. <br /><br />Dad passed on, and his dog is now my mom's dog. This poem applies to her now...<br /><br />Regarding the last line - I think the daughter is resigned to dad's happiness. Which is a good idea - the simpler the better.<br /><br />Funny with the two typos in two poems. Thanks for pre-correcting this one!<br /><br />And thanks for the 'break', allowing me not to scratch my head and squint at the screen, wondering what's going on here. In this poem, it is obvious what is going on... keeping it simple.Brenda's Arizonahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17880225110712592548noreply@blogger.com