tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-91636461349673530.post2234070011122096733..comments2024-03-26T19:05:57.970-04:00Comments on Tabatha Yeatts: The Opposite of Indifference: The Gardener of Neither-this-nor-thatsTabathahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14367572663591077922noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-91636461349673530.post-73812537969971050882014-04-22T21:17:22.708-04:002014-04-22T21:17:22.708-04:00"an explorer, peeling back the world/ to prod..."an explorer, peeling back the world/ to prod at the layers underneath" -- a job description for scientists and poets. I enjoyed reading this Tabatha, though I'm unfamiliar with the source material.Author Amokhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13636391982938592789noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-91636461349673530.post-84486101935398009952014-04-22T09:22:40.566-04:002014-04-22T09:22:40.566-04:00Oh, Tabatha, truly here is an imaginary garden! An...Oh, Tabatha, truly here is an imaginary garden! And the quote from which it came, so intriguing that it was crafted long ago. I love the thought that someone discovered it, and then made it go away, perhaps for a later time, or for protection? And the feelings you introduced: "At the sound of the bird-song <br />sweetly ringing from the fern's green beak, <br /><br />he sat heavily on the grass." Imagining is just terrific, isn't it? Thank you!Linda Bhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14983144542632353870noreply@blogger.com