tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13022824.post112514406559587749..comments2023-11-02T08:21:30.874-04:00Comments on Heigh-ho: Interludespd rdrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05543431460609915876noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13022824.post-1125149668420394242005-08-27T09:34:00.000-04:002005-08-27T09:34:00.000-04:00Wonderful!Wonderful!spd rdrhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05543431460609915876noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13022824.post-1125148682139298202005-08-27T09:18:00.000-04:002005-08-27T09:18:00.000-04:00Marvelous, spd. And what a delicious love letter ...Marvelous, spd. And what a delicious love letter David Orr offered up to Mr. Wright. We can only pray that letter writing will continue anew though I fear the beauty of a James Wright or a Rainer Maria Rilke's unedited thoughts may have lost their glory in today's millieu.<BR/><BR/><EM>Somehow I too must find a way of making things; not plastic written things, but realities that arise from the craft itself. Somehow I too must discover the smallest constituent element, the cell of my art, the tangible immaterial means of expressing everything....</EM><BR/>Rilke, "Letters on Cezanne"portiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04787293661302431895noreply@blogger.com