tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222373504029195323.post6234194648435684236..comments2024-03-25T12:09:14.937-07:00Comments on Elaine Quehl: The Summer DayElaine Quehlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02026673306647861262noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222373504029195323.post-2096679368510097072011-06-10T20:02:46.747-07:002011-06-10T20:02:46.747-07:00I love the last lines of this poem. I am somewhat...I love the last lines of this poem. I am somewhat embarrassed to admit that I did not know the real poem, but my husband did a piece of graphic design for his work that included a magnet, about 3x3 which is on my fridge. It is a torn paper scene of a path through the mountains, and the lines "Tell me what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?' It was several years ago, and I can tell you that magnet has made me stop and think on more than one occasion. So nice to see the whole poem here.<br /><br />BTW - imho, you can call yourself an artist when you bring together in one place or piece or moment: intention, emotion, and action.<br /><br />Best<br />Kathie in NCKathie Fanslerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12503734992352326835noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222373504029195323.post-57718404582260520212011-06-10T17:58:46.080-07:002011-06-10T17:58:46.080-07:00To sing! To laugh! To accept the harder times. To ...To sing! To laugh! To accept the harder times. To remember to remember!Wen Redmondhttp://www.wenredmond.comnoreply@blogger.com