tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36459071.post4448069589972484227..comments2023-04-26T09:02:11.428-07:00Comments on Carlamuses: Like our blogs are holding handsCarla Zilbersmithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18170926133449647900noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36459071.post-14568842034950769582010-01-17T14:27:41.998-08:002010-01-17T14:27:41.998-08:00Sometimes I forget that we're all actively dyi...Sometimes I forget that we're all actively dying... and that dying is a gift. Thank you for your incredible words. <br /><br />"Come, my friends,<br /> 'Tis not too late to seek a newer world.<br /> Push off, and sitting well in order smite<br /> The sounding furrows; for my purpose holds<br /> To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths<br /> Of all the western stars, until I die.<br /> It may be that the gulfs will wash us down:<br /> It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles,<br /> And see the great Achilles, whom we knew.<br /> Tho' much is taken, much abides; and tho'<br /> We are not now that strength which in old days<br /> Moved earth and heaven; that which we are, we are;<br /> One equal temper of heroic hearts,<br /> Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will<br /> To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield."<br />-Ulysses, by Lord Alfred TennysonLauren T. Mackhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18233084579548788156noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36459071.post-87401513134682765622010-01-15T17:36:47.530-08:002010-01-15T17:36:47.530-08:00Wow, Carla. A-MA-ZING. Pls, stick around so that I...Wow, Carla. A-MA-ZING. Pls, stick around so that I could learn from you to live - and I may need years for that.Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09354938561168318953noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36459071.post-25988721771968347412010-01-15T16:25:46.125-08:002010-01-15T16:25:46.125-08:00A lovvvvvvve contest...yeah!
Kinda reminds me of ...A lovvvvvvve contest...yeah!<br /><br />Kinda reminds me of "THe LoVe PaRaDe"-- a lonnng novel written by the college kid in THE WONDER BOYS novel by Chabon and movie with Michael Douglas and Toby McGuire.<br />A novel of a love a new love of life's parade in me reading you.rozebudznoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36459071.post-44866704161906379592010-01-12T10:58:23.194-08:002010-01-12T10:58:23.194-08:00Wrote this poem the day after seeing you
and your ...Wrote this poem the day after seeing you<br />and your film at the COM. Supposed to edit it, but we'll ALL be dead before I do, so here it is as is. I am crying for you today. I am laughing for you today. Much love and respect,<br />Justine Tatarsky<br /><br />Better Late...<br /><br />The night I met my husband<br />I followed him <br />into the bathroom <br />at a party<br />my interest in <br />seeing his penis<br />as natural as our<br />conversation---<br />as without charge<br /><br />and then last night<br />that man who orients me still <br />left me lost as he rushed off<br />toward the Men's<br />at the reception<br />for the film<br />about Yyou<br /><br />about you (Y).<br /><br />Ten minutes<br />Almost late!<br />Where's the Women's?!<br />gotta pee!<br />gotta hide!<br />from the Love <br />and the Eyes<br />in the halls <br />of the film<br />about Yyou<br /><br />about Y (you)<br /><br />So much to touch<br />discover<br />could I be uncovered<br />in the halls of the film<br />about you<br /><br />And then You<br />in your wheelchair<br />appeared<br /><br />golden and beautiful <br />as ever<br />Redhair<br /><br />appeared<br />in your wheelchair<br />and dying<br /><br />where before<br />you had stood<br />for so much living<br /><br />Into your resting room I veered<br />missing all signs<br />that it was closed<br />to the love and the eyes<br />in the halls <br />of the film<br />about Yyou<br /><br />Into your sanctuary veered<br />where you were hiding<br />from the love and the Eyes<br />in the halls <br />of the film<br />about Yyou<br /><br />into the Woman's<br /><br />and i in lower case of shyness<br />disoriented by your face <br />the added silver<br />to your gold<br />your body's change<br />humbled more to be remembered <br />and searching for <br />our souls, our eyes<br />hesitant to hug no time to find<br />ourselves our minds<br />somewhere to pee<br />and late to see <br />the film of you<br />hurried through<br />seeing You<br />instead<br />and never said<br />goodbye<br /><br />There are many corridors<br />to sacred and forbidden<br />rooms of rest, in life and in our heads<br />I am grateful to have stumbled or been led<br />to that one<br /><br />So to the wind with this ridiculous receipt<br />of the beautiful Gift that is <br />You--Carla!Justine Tatarskyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07801266960174379852noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36459071.post-4897393042683989442010-01-11T23:06:16.801-08:002010-01-11T23:06:16.801-08:00Dear Carla,
Have been reading your blog for the l...Dear Carla,<br /><br />Have been reading your blog for the last 6 weeks, since my mom was diagnosed with ALS. Your spirit<br />and love and humor has made some dark news feel a lot lighter. I'm in SF, would love to meet you and Mac sometime. You guys are clearly rocking the love contest, keep it up.<br /><br />Happy new year!<br /><br />RisaAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08918764647300000696noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36459071.post-11429059716961251372010-01-08T10:52:59.318-08:002010-01-08T10:52:59.318-08:00I just started to read your brother's blog. E...I just started to read your brother's blog. EVERYONE! READ THIS BLOG!! You will learn so much, so inspirational, so intelligent. Does a genius blog writing gene exist? Because all three of you have it, you, Jason and Maclen. Perhaps you all inherited it from Jack, who had it all along, before blogging was possible. Brilliant family. Thank you all!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36459071.post-78615442801050523002010-01-07T23:48:24.969-08:002010-01-07T23:48:24.969-08:00We are all so lucky to be alive. I know I am very ...We are all so lucky to be alive. I know I am very very grateful for everything, even the annoying, piss me off things that I used to moan about. I am alive experiencing everything as much as I will let myself experience it. What greater gift is there? JAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36459071.post-48076885771482798002010-01-07T23:04:41.392-08:002010-01-07T23:04:41.392-08:00The way you write about your relationship with you...The way you write about your relationship with your son is always touching -- thanks for sharing that love with your readers.<br /><br />xoJessica Shirley-Donnellyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00298934520311186616noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36459071.post-88436793698803957372010-01-07T19:52:10.223-08:002010-01-07T19:52:10.223-08:00Now, Thieving Time, take what you must-
Quickness ...Now, Thieving Time, take what you must-<br />Quickness to hear, to move to see;<br />When dust is drawing near to dust<br />Such diminuations needs must be.<br />Yet leave, o leave exempt from plunder<br />My curiosity, my wonder!<br /> <br /> ~Mark Antony DeWolf Howe~Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36459071.post-57525997418900736782010-01-07T19:42:40.483-08:002010-01-07T19:42:40.483-08:00Hi Sweet Girl,
So beautiful and so true. How sho...Hi Sweet Girl,<br /><br />So beautiful and so true. How short our time is and how we take it so much for granted. What a blessing you are to make us (your muselings) look at our lives and to make the changes we need to make our lives more complete. To recognize those we love and to appreciate them more, to tell them we love them every day that we have the opportunity and to not waste a minute of the time we have together.<br /><br />Love, <br />PatAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36459071.post-73731417423546329792010-01-07T17:24:08.018-08:002010-01-07T17:24:08.018-08:00i hear you
loud and clear
you are always loud and ...i hear you<br />loud and clear<br />you are always loud and clear<br />and that's a good thing<br />for those of us who<br />may forget <br />what life is REALLY all about<br /><br />you have it down<br />all the way<br />all the way...<br /><br />we love you, carlaAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36459071.post-41968544451053840402010-01-07T14:44:56.207-08:002010-01-07T14:44:56.207-08:00I am VERY lazy, but am willing to give up housewor...I am VERY lazy, but am willing to give up housework and jogging to participate in the love contest. Excuse me while I turn off the TV that my sweet 5-year-old is watching. THANK YOU.GretaKoeniginhttp://www.savingprivatemommy.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36459071.post-84511590312442974262010-01-07T08:23:47.803-08:002010-01-07T08:23:47.803-08:00I'm a very competitive person. Let the contes...I'm a very competitive person. Let the contest begin...<br /><br />Anony-museAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36459071.post-43769504637018456582010-01-07T06:56:46.464-08:002010-01-07T06:56:46.464-08:00wonderful. :)
Kimwonderful. :)<br /><br />KimAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com