tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540771071400993487.post4657473390330865028..comments2024-03-27T07:14:36.800-04:00Comments on <b>Dawn Potter</b>: Dawn Potterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07500960150846895633noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540771071400993487.post-79223512637676543932012-02-27T18:50:43.014-05:002012-02-27T18:50:43.014-05:00Good idea. I should add her in.Good idea. I should add her in.Dawn Potterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07500960150846895633noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540771071400993487.post-4265164862884424692012-02-27T18:08:18.853-05:002012-02-27T18:08:18.853-05:00I love these poems of Milly Jourdain. Does Milly&...I love these poems of Milly Jourdain. Does Milly's natural intelligence figure somewhere in your "roiling brainful of ideas about...the class...[you]...called "Growing Up"?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540771071400993487.post-59962895149961655742012-02-27T08:29:26.861-05:002012-02-27T08:29:26.861-05:00I'm happy that you are involved in this projec...I'm happy that you are involved in this project. I would not know anything about Milly Jourdain otherwise. In September Dawn, I especially like the image of the first 3 lines. The last 2 lines make me sad; however, I like the idea of a song dropping. The Sea Fog is uneven for me. The best lines are "I sit by the hedge and think that every year the darkness will grow closer around me." They make me want to hug herRuthnoreply@blogger.com