9 Responses to white room

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   triplecherry on October 31, 2009 at 4:12 pm

   RG, that is beautiful. I have tears in my eyes.

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     Remittance Girl on October 31, 2009 at 4:22 pm

     Wow, thank you Penny. I certainly didn’t mean to make you cry.

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       triplecherry on October 31, 2009 at 11:17 pm

       I felt it. It was ouchy. I enjoyed it.

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   Dan Holloway on October 31, 2009 at 7:04 pm

   I am ashamed to have read so little of your work. This is stunning.

   “I cut myself on them

   to make sure they

   were ever said.”

   Wow!

   Dan

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     Remittance Girl on October 31, 2009 at 7:41 pm

     Many thanks for the compliment, Dan. Most of my work is not all that stunning. Most of it is just plain flithy.

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   City Different on October 31, 2009 at 9:38 pm

   Rgrl, this is so rich with brain and heart and skill–you have my mind working and my throat getting tight. Beautiful. (“Rancid semiotic soup” is a stunning image.)

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     Remittance Girl on October 31, 2009 at 11:36 pm

     I’m glad you had a physiological reaction to it. That’s …wow. And incredible compliment.

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   oatmeal girl on November 1, 2009 at 11:17 am

   I cried. I’m crying today anyway, but one more time doesn’t hurt. Well, it does actually, but that’s ok. I have a lot to flush out. And I’ve choked on a lot of ghosts. A beautiful, desperate image. Thank you, RG.

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   enjen on June 18, 2010 at 9:38 am

   Wow.

   I’ve been quietly reading through your work, having discovered it by accident, and loving it.

   This poem spoke to me so directly – I feel suckerpunched.

   I met an amazing man online, through our shared love of the written word, and we’ve been having a relationship fuelled by words out of necessity as we live on opposite sides of the world – we write stories, letters, talk often on the phone… but the absence of physical contact gnaws at us both, and I sometimes wonder if it will ever be different.

   “Tell myself it’s better that way,

   and fool myself that

   I’ve kept you safe from me”…

   I often read back through our letters and “cut myself on them”…

   Thankyou for this. I feel less alone, somehow.

   xx

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