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Yes, beautifully written as always, your responses, poems in themselves, how I love this place. Thank you. Wonderful thing the intermingling of concept & perception, you bring me wider vision, eagle height, & velocity, sweeping through my writing, clear sight & keen. I'm glad it isn't my picture (must change that one, distracting I think) would hate it if it was, I had a policy of ambiguous image until recently, not sure why I changed that, I like the anonymity. This was in part my thank you, the thing I read, Brian, was your last poem, beautiful. So inspiring. x~ Anni ~~~ "Love has nothing to do with what you are expecting to get, it's what you are expected to give -- which is everything." -Anon

Ah Lonnie thank you, it is a beautiful thing to dive into a new way of working with words & find you can swim, not only with ease but that it is so very liberating & sweet to experience. Lovely words from you thank you so much.~ Anni ~~~ "Love has nothing to do with what you are expecting to get, it's what you are expected to give -- which is everything." -Anon

Hey lovely Gee, so nice to see you here as ever, my weekends are now spent with my otter family, I am getting more used to withdrawals from Neo for 2 & 1/2 days (chuckle). So you are my first comment read back on line, my Neo hit (giggle). I agree completely that perfection is in the eye of the beholder, & I choose to see perfection in many places. Clouds (of course) are my icon for it actually. Clouds are perfect in all their forms, in my mind. Even though some might feel they wreck their day by covering the sun or raining when it doesn't suit them or not raining etc. I choose to see them as perfect. Neo is perfect the way it is, I love it just the way it is, like the people in my life, perfect the way they are, or the way they are not (even if it isn't always immediately comfortable that way for me, sometimes in hindsight I see it was the best way). So for me perfect is precious as much as it would be if it were more rare, but it does not have to be rare for me to appreciate it a great deal. Love your thoughts as always though Gee, it's nice to share our different perspectives, I like it. Be well. xx ~ Anni ~~~ "Love has nothing to do with what you are expecting to get, it's what you are expected to give -- which is everything." -Anon

Hi Julie, oh that is such a beautiful comment, thank you. Ah for such succinct verbiage, I envy you in the nicest way. Such warm encouragement in such a smooth way with so few words, lovely. As for selky's, I misread this earlier & thought you asked if it WAS a selky (I was referring to). Selkies arise as a myth from Celtic areas (Scotland & Ireland mostly especially Hebrides) of creatures who by day swim in the ocean as seals & by night may come to land, shed their skins & become human, the legend is that the women are extraordinarily beautiful & make wonderful wives & that men might keep them as their own if they find their skin & hide it, of course the saddest part is that they long to go back to the water, & if they can find their skin they can return, but either way (as I understand it) they are torn, I sing a beautiful song called "The song of the seal woman" who longs for her human lover, it is extraordinarilly haunting, I have arranged it as a kind of signature song with almost every collaboration of a'capella groups I have been in, including my choirs. There is another song I discovered recently from a male perspective, who entrusted his selkie son to a human nurse & comes back to claim him when he is a young boy, sadly he has an awful omen that holds the nurse will marry a hunter who will shoot both the son & himself awfully tragic really, don't ask me why these traditional celtic song so often are, but they get me. If you are interested there are a few films about Selkies, I will look them up, the only one that comes to mind is "The Secret of Rowen Innish". Hope ou enjoy. Thanks again, cheers Cheer my DD~ Anni ~~~ "Love has nothing to do with what you are expecting to get, it's what you are expected to give -- which is everything." -Anon

Ah I am spoilt by all my favourite poets here, thank you Jim, hope you life is great. Shall go searching to see if you have posted lately, I love your work as you know, falling asleep now though Goodnight x~ Anni ~~~ "The moment one gives close attention to anything, even a blade of grass, it becomes a mysterious, awesome, indescribably magnificent world in itself" Henry Miller