Ah, you are lucky to have a Jenny. And vice versa.
2013-08-19

Chaucer Whethers
You have your own patented brand of narrative thread Elle with which you embroider vignettes of excellent crafting.
2013-08-19

countryfog
I've run out of ways to comment and commend your writing, your gift for the details and instinct and insight of those who come into your life, even if only briefly also profoundly, revealing yourself through them. The reference to Mary Quant for example (who "encouraged young people to dress to please themselves and to treat fashion as a game") is your usual way of saying more than you've actually said. I can write the nuances of a landscape but I've never had the sensibility for people that you do, you remind me how great a failing and how large a loneliness that is.
2013-08-18

Lawrence Beck
This is delightful, Elle. It seems as if you're always meeting someone for coffee or drinks, and each encounter leads to a fine poem. I especially enjoyed these lines:

too tired of wails and wiles.

I think I am sated
on liquor and lies
2013-08-18

As I grow older I find myself seeking out even older people to learn how to grow older 'gracefully,' assuming there is such a thing. Your Jenny seems to have managed that well. Seems to me that 'pairing up' becomes less of a priority and the main focus is to find out what really makes us happy (a project in itself) and then to pursue that unrelentingly. Other things just seem like distractions or digressions.

Our true friends sometimes miss the point--what makes them happy might not be quite right for us. A really good friend, though, accepts us for what we are and respects the place where we are in our lives. Sound like Jenny is wise enough to realize that.

Love the internal rhymes that clearly reflect your musical background.
2013-08-18

josephus
Well written, Elle and I know and feel the sentiment! :-)
2013-08-17

There is a full on ease in your writing which I truly admire:)
2013-08-17