tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540771071400993487.post3724521660770148010..comments2024-03-27T07:14:36.800-04:00Comments on <b>Dawn Potter</b>: The Story of My BooksDawn Potterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07500960150846895633noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540771071400993487.post-67424708746620714762016-02-03T16:43:55.056-05:002016-02-03T16:43:55.056-05:00Well, I am nearing my 70th year and I've spun ...Well, I am nearing my 70th year and I've spun several cocoons over time and have broken out of them. I like to think always with prettier and stronger wings! I likw that image, Carlene. Hanging in my bedroom window is a small figure of a dancing woman holding high a ribbon. She is one of a series called The Ribbon Dancer. I am the ribbon dancer.Ruthnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540771071400993487.post-35493981945147203822016-02-03T14:44:13.211-05:002016-02-03T14:44:13.211-05:00I think the perspective you've shed on your me...I think the perspective you've shed on your metamorphosis is both enlightening and familiar. Sometimes I cringe at the memories of the silly, fraught, overly-serious self I was: the drive to carve out an identity separate from goals that were already wearing thin, to make "everyone" happy but forgetting to please myself, to try new things without worry and regret. O, those thirties. But then I think, I'm far more solid in my sense of self now, and I feel like all those parts of me are finally integrating. It's the cusp of my 50th year--maybe it takes that long to spin a cocoon and then break out of it. <br /><br />I hope I have pretty wings. <br /><br />Carlenenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540771071400993487.post-69562638786636990192016-02-03T08:50:27.158-05:002016-02-03T08:50:27.158-05:00There is a line from a song Nobody But You "S...There is a line from a song Nobody But You "Sometimes I'm a selfish and stupidest woman, but sometimes I do the best I can. But I would be a sorry woman indeed, if not for you." Boyland was the first one of your books I read. It was my first time at The Frost Place Conference on Poetry and Teaching. I kept picking it up, reading a poem and putting it back because I couldn't decide if I wanted to own it. Finally, I knew I HAD to have it so that I could reread those experiences. <br /><br />Yes, I am still working on Tu Fu!!!!!!Ruthnoreply@blogger.com