Comments on: Love’s Philosophy http://www.dottymummy.co.uk/diary/loves-philosophy A wry and often humorous look at one woman's struggle through life. Tue, 13 Apr 2010 13:11:30 -0700 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.9.2 hourly 1 By: jo http://www.dottymummy.co.uk/diary/loves-philosophy/comment-page-1#comment-1939 jo Sun, 14 Feb 2010 11:57:26 +0000 http://www.dottymummy.co.uk/?p=493#comment-1939 This is my favourite poem: Words, Wide Night by Carol Ann Duffy Somewhere on the other side of this wide night and the distance between us, I am thinking of you. The room is turning slowly away from the moon. This is pleasurable. Or shall I cross that out and say it is sad? In one of the tenses I singing an impossible song of desire that you cannot hear. La lala la. See? I close my eyes and imagine the dark hills I would have to cross to reach you. For I am in love with you and this is what it is like or what it is like in words. Take care, jo,xxx This is my favourite poem:

Words, Wide Night by Carol Ann Duffy

Somewhere on the other side of this wide night
and the distance between us, I am thinking of you.
The room is turning slowly away from the moon.

This is pleasurable. Or shall I cross that out and say
it is sad? In one of the tenses I singing
an impossible song of desire that you cannot hear.

La lala la. See? I close my eyes and imagine the dark hills I would have to cross
to reach you. For I am in love with you

and this is what it is like or what it is like in words.

Take care, jo,xxx

]]> By: thepurplediva http://www.dottymummy.co.uk/diary/loves-philosophy/comment-page-1#comment-1936 thepurplediva Sat, 13 Feb 2010 23:13:40 +0000 http://www.dottymummy.co.uk/?p=493#comment-1936 Dougie and I are celebrating together....please don't ever stop believing there IS light at the end of the tunnel. It's took many years to get where 'we' are today and to have found the something special that we have, and our road is only just beginning. With many more hurdles to face undoubtedly, but we face them together as one. Soul mates. Take care lovely lady. One day at a time. Sometimes hour by hour. Thinking of you :) Dougie and I are celebrating together….please don’t ever stop believing there IS light at the end of the tunnel.

It’s took many years to get where ‘we’ are today and to have found the something special that we have, and our road is only just beginning. With many more hurdles to face undoubtedly, but we face them together as one. Soul mates.

Take care lovely lady. One day at a time. Sometimes hour by hour.

Thinking of you :)

]]> By: Dotty http://www.dottymummy.co.uk/diary/loves-philosophy/comment-page-1#comment-1875 Dotty Sat, 06 Feb 2010 21:16:20 +0000 http://www.dottymummy.co.uk/?p=493#comment-1875 Dear Marisa Please don't ever stop visiting... the kettle is always on :-) Dear Marisa
Please don’t ever stop visiting… the kettle is always on :-)

]]> By: Marisa Birns http://www.dottymummy.co.uk/diary/loves-philosophy/comment-page-1#comment-1874 Marisa Birns Sat, 06 Feb 2010 20:42:15 +0000 http://www.dottymummy.co.uk/?p=493#comment-1874 Well, here I am again. A few years ago, I visited Shelley's grave in the Protestant Cemetery in Rome. After days and days of sightseeing in Italy and seeing all the beauty and swirls of color in the frescoes of ancient hill towns, in the stained glass in old churches, and the majesty of the Sistine Chapel, the cemetery gave peace and quiet for the ears and eyes. It was a lovely warmish Spring day, and I was the only one there. Well, except for a little cat who came up to me and sat at my feet as I looked at the inscription on Shelley's tomb. Magical. Well, here I am again.

A few years ago, I visited Shelley’s grave in the Protestant Cemetery in Rome.

After days and days of sightseeing in Italy and seeing all the beauty and swirls of color in the frescoes of ancient hill towns, in the stained glass in old churches, and the majesty of the Sistine Chapel, the cemetery gave peace and quiet for the ears and eyes.

It was a lovely warmish Spring day, and I was the only one there. Well, except for a little cat who came up to me and sat at my feet as I looked at the inscription on Shelley’s tomb.

Magical.

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