tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9597224.post5886588361538826721..comments2023-12-16T08:22:13.053+00:00Comments on The Rik Files: In Dark Places (the redraft thingy)Rikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10564300512472868098noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9597224.post-32240180359606515082007-12-23T23:17:00.000+00:002007-12-23T23:17:00.000+00:00Rob - colour me 'confused of Hackney'. There's too...<B>Rob</B> - colour me <I>'confused of Hackney'</I>. There's too many Julies in the world - Mother says if I had been born without the tackle I'd have been a Julie as well. She's come to accept the fact that I turned out to be a Mary ...<BR/><BR/><B>Jane</B> - thanks for visiting and commenting. I know it was you who set the evil exercise that whelped this poem!<BR/><BR/>I'm happy to take 'quirky': 'quirky' is much more fun and butch than 'cute'.<BR/><BR/>ps: my sister read boxes and boxes of M&B in the '80s - it's how she taught herself to read after leaving school with no qualifications. I'll have to ask her if she remembers your mother's books. Excellent tribute site, btw.Rikhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10564300512472868098noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9597224.post-29843573330609795092007-12-23T00:05:00.000+00:002007-12-23T00:05:00.000+00:00Re the above Comment. It's a blog I run for my lat...Re the above Comment. It's a blog I run for my late mother. <BR/><BR/>Don't be fooled by the fifties look photo. It really is me. Jane Holland, that is. <BR/><BR/>JxVictoria Lambhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12815205146430944184noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9597224.post-55505316062650440962007-12-23T00:04:00.000+00:002007-12-23T00:04:00.000+00:00Hi Rik. I think it's a different Jane. No, okay, i...Hi Rik. I think it's a different Jane. No, okay, it isn't. But it was worth a shot. What I meant to say is that you need to remember that black is white and vice versa with me. There is a case to be made for both sides - or all sides - of my arguments about writing poetry. <BR/><BR/>So revision can take a poem thousands of miles from where it started - this happens to me all the time - and it can pare evrything down to the simplest elements - ditto - or it can touch almost nothing, leaving you with roughly what you started with - the best kind of revision, as long as the result genuinely works as a poem, because it requires so little time and emotional energy. <BR/><BR/>L ike your poem. It's kinda quirky. Like you.<BR/><BR/>Merry Whatnot. <BR/><BR/>Jx (no, the same one, not another, though you could be forgiven for not believing a word of that)Victoria Lambhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12815205146430944184noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9597224.post-3466928066303682112007-12-19T00:13:00.000+00:002007-12-19T00:13:00.000+00:00Rik, I think it's a different Julie. I'll try to s...Rik, I think it's a different Julie. I'll try to say something about your poem/thoughts tomorrow, but I'm too tired at the moment. Off to bed.Robhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17046788730174617923noreply@blogger.com