http://theorchidroom.wordpress.com/2007/12/19/mamusic/ real, live, happening now, Sat, 11 Jul 2009 13:47:46 +0000 http://wordpress.com/ hourly 1 http://theorchidroom.wordpress.com/2007/12/19/mamusic/#comment-59 1poet4man Thu, 20 Dec 2007 17:51:45 +0000 http://theorchidroom.wordpress.com/2007/12/19/mamusic/#comment-59 evocative of a hope...waiting... evocative of a hope…waiting…

]]> http://theorchidroom.wordpress.com/2007/12/19/mamusic/#comment-56 beeskiffle Thu, 20 Dec 2007 16:17:48 +0000 http://theorchidroom.wordpress.com/2007/12/19/mamusic/#comment-56 Uncle, do not worry, the dents come and go as they please and it never matters to me. Thank you for your kindwords, I know you mean them. Uncle, do not worry, the dents come and go as they please and it never matters to me.
Thank you for your kindwords, I know you mean them.

]]> http://theorchidroom.wordpress.com/2007/12/19/mamusic/#comment-55 johemmant Thu, 20 Dec 2007 15:47:01 +0000 http://theorchidroom.wordpress.com/2007/12/19/mamusic/#comment-55 Gorgeous, instantly transporting. Gorgeous, instantly transporting.

]]> http://theorchidroom.wordpress.com/2007/12/19/mamusic/#comment-51 gingatao! Thu, 20 Dec 2007 08:17:49 +0000 http://theorchidroom.wordpress.com/2007/12/19/mamusic/#comment-51 Oh Ebby, I am so sorry. I edited in your tag and category and the indent on some lines dissappeared and I don't know what they were. I am so sorry, but the poem is still exquisite, and it makes me so happy to see Mamu transported, you have imbued him with a sense of majesty, Oh Ebby, I am so sorry. I edited in your tag and category and the indent on some lines dissappeared and I don’t know what they were. I am so sorry, but the poem is still exquisite, and it makes me so happy to see Mamu transported, you have imbued him with a sense of majesty,

]]> http://theorchidroom.wordpress.com/2007/12/19/mamusic/#comment-48 gingatao! Wed, 19 Dec 2007 21:31:22 +0000 http://theorchidroom.wordpress.com/2007/12/19/mamusic/#comment-48 Ebby, you are a genius of the language, when you say 'ullulating glimmers' i swear i can see that glass ball in those sounds. And the poem is simply perfect, a sense of almost anticipation but of patience too. You are simply beyond anyone else in your ability to weave literal magic in words. Ebby, you are a genius of the language, when you say ‘ullulating glimmers’ i swear i can see that glass ball in those sounds. And the poem is simply perfect, a sense of almost anticipation but of patience too. You are simply beyond anyone else in your ability to weave literal magic in words.

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