Tuesday, November 8, 2011

Care ear

I have another poem up at the Camel Saloon.

Many thanks and much kindness to Russell Streur.

11 comments:

Andrea said...

Wonderful poem! Your writing continues to surprise me.

Rachel Fenton said...

Cheers, Andrea.

Thomas Taylor said...

A very fine poem, Rachel. Like a novel in a teacup.

Rachel Fenton said...

Thank you, Thomas :)

helencaldwell said...

You've captured an experience that every child must have: admiring a parent or a grandparent and wanting to be just like them without really understanding what it means to be them. Trying on their hat (shoes/work gloves) just isn't enough, but I think we've all done it.

Rachel Fenton said...

My nannan was a remarkable and formidable woman, Helen. Putting on her hat was as near as I ever got to being like her. She did say I had a way with words though and nicknamed me "Razor" for my wit :)

I'm glad the poem connected with you.

Parrish Lantern said...

yeah liked this.

Rachel Fenton said...

Hey, cheers, Parrish :) I like your blog, thanks for visiting mine.

Rachel Fenton said...

Tried to leave a message there, PL, but fluffed it, so I was saying what cool taste in fiction you have! Nude's an excellent collection :)

Parrish Lantern said...

Thanks for the visit, I got your comment on Nude, sorry if you had a problem leaving it, will check it out, thanks.
Parrish.

Rachel Fenton said...

Ah, no worries! :)