tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977911864791867654.post7517416272628571067..comments2023-08-22T05:38:11.211-04:00Comments on Glass Staircase: The Dayz Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03359959975341890512noreply@blogger.comBlogger25125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977911864791867654.post-2019270232395155372015-04-30T03:39:02.213-04:002015-04-30T03:39:02.213-04:00What can add to what's already been said? I&...<br /><br />What can add to what's already been said? I've known someone like you who would love reading this..it's great poetry, and the ending kinda got to me with the therapist thing!Kathy Reedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12326495504453579091noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977911864791867654.post-8291710214092175302015-04-30T00:10:05.168-04:002015-04-30T00:10:05.168-04:00"solitude drenched in wonder"...love thi..."solitude drenched in wonder"...love this right off the hop...like loneliness has an upside. There is warmth and comfort in your momma's meatloaf and a great rhythm to the last stanza.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977911864791867654.post-37210811338156243332015-04-29T18:25:47.727-04:002015-04-29T18:25:47.727-04:00"I'm from solitude drenched in wonder, fa..."I'm from solitude drenched in wonder, faith <br />and determination<br />bein' man of the house while retaining the heart of a child"<br /><br />These lines say so much about who you are and why. Your words are a joy to read. vb holmeshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18042714310345407971noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977911864791867654.post-32761383987555719752015-04-29T16:16:17.267-04:002015-04-29T16:16:17.267-04:00Mom's meatloaf - always what fills our hunger ...Mom's meatloaf - always what fills our hunger - and our souls - niceAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977911864791867654.post-31689195768543276542015-04-29T05:11:15.765-04:002015-04-29T05:11:15.765-04:00Terrific insight in this poem, courageous in its h...Terrific insight in this poem, courageous in its honesty. vivinfrancehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07388722600118753457noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977911864791867654.post-19851299962487800682015-04-29T01:35:18.759-04:002015-04-29T01:35:18.759-04:00I really liked your second stanza... The way you h...I really liked your second stanza... The way you have combined the culture and personal touches of where you come from is splendid..Prajaktahttps://anarmchairperfectionist.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977911864791867654.post-27937365237223422882015-04-29T01:25:03.041-04:002015-04-29T01:25:03.041-04:00It's got that rhythm and swagger of hip-hop to...It's got that rhythm and swagger of hip-hop to it, and then such depth. Memories which appeal to all of the senses (I love how you remember your mother's cooking - wonder if my kids will ever learn to appreciate mine....). I especially like the opening stanza and the final lines!Marina Sofiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15251903359649828285noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977911864791867654.post-54117863193197554842015-04-28T23:56:54.861-04:002015-04-28T23:56:54.861-04:00"I'm from a time where 'I'/ broug..."I'm from a time where 'I'/ brought thoughts of self / and not losing ourselves / in the latest iphones" the lines superbly bring out a wonderful upbringing and as expected the next stanza is so graceful with a touch of momma...Sumana Royhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17333363799083094084noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977911864791867654.post-63477825187904719662015-04-28T22:49:00.960-04:002015-04-28T22:49:00.960-04:00Anthony, the best part of this, for me, was "...Anthony, the best part of this, for me, was "Mama's meat loaf" and the thought of "I" being different from images of "IPhones." That second is a KEEPER!! Also, yes on "Amerikkka." Wish people would wake up to the reality of white privilege, which is funny coming from me, who wrote all about the lilywhite burbs, lol. But the soil from which you spring isn't necessary ALL of your education. Not if you really live... AmySharp Little Pencilhttp://sharplittlepencil.com/2015/04/28/where-im-comin-from/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977911864791867654.post-21798764019991850602015-04-28T22:45:19.775-04:002015-04-28T22:45:19.775-04:00I feel like this is authentic Anthony! Thanks for...I feel like this is authentic Anthony! Thanks for sharing this glimpse into "The Dayz" (great title). I admire your momma :)lynn__https://www.blogger.com/profile/03991892804149727665noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977911864791867654.post-56946705328560304552015-04-28T20:56:11.622-04:002015-04-28T20:56:11.622-04:00Ah.. yes.. and the best of all places can be that ...Ah.. yes.. and the best of all places can be that loving food.. midnight kisses and soulful prayers of the unconditional love of a mamma that makes young men grow the strongest of all as loving others as same..:)Katie Mia Frederickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01336627766755378406noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977911864791867654.post-41877041487226173972015-04-28T20:27:17.861-04:002015-04-28T20:27:17.861-04:00You had to grow up quick, great poem with a rhythm...You had to grow up quick, great poem with a rhythm to it.<br />You are the second one to talk about banana pudding. Someone needs to give me the recipe :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977911864791867654.post-63030631560095034122015-04-28T19:55:10.239-04:002015-04-28T19:55:10.239-04:00Yeah, bitches and holes and fat ass baby!.... Tha...Yeah, bitches and holes and fat ass baby!.... That's what I'm talking about, he said thumping his heart with a two-fingered peace sign! Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977911864791867654.post-19607705608168940352015-04-28T18:24:33.576-04:002015-04-28T18:24:33.576-04:00I can see how you became the poet you are from rea...I can see how you became the poet you are from reading this. You were surrounded by art. You now are art yourself. :-) Tamekahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09022350498501742442noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977911864791867654.post-28289272499862593552015-04-28T16:34:19.059-04:002015-04-28T16:34:19.059-04:00Poignant, moving, soft and determined all at the s...Poignant, moving, soft and determined all at the same time. Beautiful, Anthony :-)C.C.https://www.blogger.com/profile/16393100446679896378noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977911864791867654.post-32861468229549657402015-04-28T15:49:32.654-04:002015-04-28T15:49:32.654-04:00Ah yes, every sixteen bars acting as a therapist. ...Ah yes, every sixteen bars acting as a therapist. Wonderful! Loved reading this.Sherry Blue Skyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10769154286598233146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977911864791867654.post-47992437242636880732015-04-28T15:49:10.667-04:002015-04-28T15:49:10.667-04:00Nice. My favorite stanza was the one in the middle...Nice. My favorite stanza was the one in the middle. It's good to have a momma making meatloaf and reminding us to say our prayers as part of our heritage. Peace, LindaAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977911864791867654.post-87829648264066318792015-04-28T15:24:54.571-04:002015-04-28T15:24:54.571-04:00May we always retain the heart of the child in spi...May we always retain the heart of the child in spite of all the hardness and I think this shows you have. Meatloaf in our house was always followed by chocolate cake. Banana pudding was for after fried chicken and potato salad :-) how this weaves a wonderful picture of you - tough, tender, intelligent, strong...Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05470561916200090354noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977911864791867654.post-1633577249980522062015-04-28T15:12:18.544-04:002015-04-28T15:12:18.544-04:00I knew I would like your poem today, Anthony. Each...I knew I would like your poem today, Anthony. Each stanza a bit of 'self' revealed - wonderful!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977911864791867654.post-18455309815091952102015-04-28T15:10:43.334-04:002015-04-28T15:10:43.334-04:00Strong, tender, revealing this place, this people ...Strong, tender, revealing this place, this people from whence you sprung; excellent use of the prompt; the second stanza snagged me, /followed by banana pudding/goodnights, I love you/& say ya prayers sealed/with a kiss/. damn rights, brother. Glenn Buttkushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10680725814199700692noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977911864791867654.post-21051013946943731042015-04-28T12:03:59.950-04:002015-04-28T12:03:59.950-04:00The poem describes a pensive life observer, a phil...The poem describes a pensive life observer, a philosopher of sorts, a good man and son, a fun loving individual. You're beautiful Anthony.Myrna R.https://www.blogger.com/profile/15088915165678737118noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977911864791867654.post-18084098664486237372015-04-28T10:33:00.461-04:002015-04-28T10:33:00.461-04:00The three stanzas really merge into the complexity...The three stanzas really merge into the complexity of growing up. Responsibility though still some mamas meatloaf and the hip-hop to round it off. Yes this works like a triptych where each is its own image but painted with the same brush.. love it. brudberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12563403553536472377noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977911864791867654.post-24045835527818309982015-04-28T10:14:50.420-04:002015-04-28T10:14:50.420-04:00that is wonderful... and oh... momma's meatloa...that is wonderful... and oh... momma's meatloaf,<br />mashed potatoes and gravy ... my goodness... i'm getting hungry... so much comfort in food as wellClaudiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03011763027311966186noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977911864791867654.post-6611342702698841992015-04-28T08:48:00.591-04:002015-04-28T08:48:00.591-04:00This is a great self-portrait, Anthony. I too like...This is a great self-portrait, Anthony. I too like the first stanza but the foodie in me thinks she would like to try your moma's meatloaf and banana pudding. Smiles.Gabriellahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09968615376035959259noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977911864791867654.post-47695686144170580512015-04-28T08:15:08.100-04:002015-04-28T08:15:08.100-04:00I really like this, Anthony! All of it. But If I...I really like this, Anthony! All of it. But If I had to choose a favorite stanza it would be the first one. Like 'man of the house while retaining the heart of a child' lots, and I think we all would like to keep such a heart! There is a softness in this poem, existing side by side with tough determination!Maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07366010389846904663noreply@blogger.com