tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2397499842210905447.post1039829317009881343..comments2024-03-25T17:47:19.508-07:00Comments on Black Ink Howl: ProtectrixSusie Clevengerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09239990133754328967noreply@blogger.comBlogger20125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2397499842210905447.post-65515712875010369922020-10-01T11:13:07.925-07:002020-10-01T11:13:07.925-07:00Gorgeous first stanza, Susie!Gorgeous first stanza, Susie!purplepeninportland.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07842681508730093858noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2397499842210905447.post-36836290936967050602020-09-29T23:17:28.229-07:002020-09-29T23:17:28.229-07:00Sadly human being relationship with animals is one...Sadly human being relationship with animals is one of couldn't acre less all the time we make something out of our animal friends. But nothing is worse than killing wild animals that we can't but are merely great trophies to brag about. Great post Susie.Old Egghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14727444489103758018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2397499842210905447.post-82868816761836892722020-09-29T10:10:45.123-07:002020-09-29T10:10:45.123-07:00I just want to weep for a little while and then go...I just want to weep for a little while and then go hug things (probably dogs). Beautiful.C. Sandlinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15616902831506982429noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2397499842210905447.post-21707532555048844832020-09-29T08:48:15.319-07:002020-09-29T08:48:15.319-07:00i like how the poem builds up from an idyllic scen...i like how the poem builds up from an idyllic scene to a sense of foreboding.<br />i may never look at a steak the same way again.dsnake1https://www.blogger.com/profile/08724264906690080704noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2397499842210905447.post-38287796707021672020-09-28T21:33:37.788-07:002020-09-28T21:33:37.788-07:00I believe I too would always carry another "s...I believe I too would always carry another "scar when the Aubade sings us into morning" as the knife will be fatal. Surely that morning sing will not be that bad. Perhaps "Listen to the mockingbird?" <br />.. Jimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02982249173214655060noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2397499842210905447.post-24409067865059437652020-09-28T09:39:02.019-07:002020-09-28T09:39:02.019-07:00Cows aren't alone. I, too, dream of "sunn...Cows aren't alone. I, too, dream of "sunny days without slaughter". Heck, I would take cloudy days! As long as the blood stops flowing. Magaly Guerrerohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18295455026184103230noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2397499842210905447.post-53610076618075868002020-09-28T07:04:25.889-07:002020-09-28T07:04:25.889-07:00What a scrumptious portion of words you have used....What a scrumptious portion of words you have used. I am sated with the language of images. Debi Swimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08255928985823418669noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2397499842210905447.post-2358046153996846542020-09-28T03:23:34.193-07:002020-09-28T03:23:34.193-07:00Wow Susie, this just keeps getting better and bett...Wow Susie, this just keeps getting better and better as it moves along. I often contemplate why one creature must die so another can live. It seems an uncommonly cruel system and I find it hard to reconcile. Fireblossomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07040525704916368792noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2397499842210905447.post-22051562844735507082020-09-28T02:13:10.661-07:002020-09-28T02:13:10.661-07:00I love the ‘buttercream sunset’ and ‘bovine dreame...I love the ‘buttercream sunset’ and ‘bovine dreamers’ and, after the idyllic opening, was horrified at the thought of slaughter – I’ve been a vegetarian since I was a teenager – and a ‘valley of bones’.Kim M. Russellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16668459794787447606noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2397499842210905447.post-37085406277721835702020-09-27T16:31:16.288-07:002020-09-27T16:31:16.288-07:00Wonderful story! Thank you, Helen.Wonderful story! Thank you, Helen.Rosemary Nissen-Wadehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05913841031559499568noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2397499842210905447.post-29249837380625439802020-09-27T16:30:43.711-07:002020-09-27T16:30:43.711-07:00Fiercely, sadly beautiful.Fiercely, sadly beautiful.Rosemary Nissen-Wadehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05913841031559499568noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2397499842210905447.post-3041550450181002962020-09-27T16:11:34.627-07:002020-09-27T16:11:34.627-07:00If you have not read about Cincy (Cincinnati Freed...If you have not read about Cincy (Cincinnati Freedom) the cow who escaped slaughter by leaping a six-foot fence, I highly recommend it. She was moved to Farm Sanctuary in Watkins Glen NY and bonded with four other escapees. When Cincy was diagnosed with end stage cancer, the ladies gathered around her ... licking her face and her back to provide tactile reassurance and to say goodbye. Your beautifully crafted poem reminded me of her story. Helenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16619199535376925989noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2397499842210905447.post-63617084801009135342020-09-27T14:50:16.151-07:002020-09-27T14:50:16.151-07:00"Alone in the valley of bones I am cradled&qu..."Alone in the valley of bones I am cradled" - wow, that's terrific. And so is this: "when the Aubade sings us into morning"qbithttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08373768695201177514noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2397499842210905447.post-77668264571001397092020-09-27T14:21:36.733-07:002020-09-27T14:21:36.733-07:00I like the quiet fierceness of the guardian. There...I like the quiet fierceness of the guardian. There's a quiet recognition that she has taken her share for cuts in her line of work and is willing to take them again, if it keeps her charges safe.Rommyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18343895193475984183noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2397499842210905447.post-29611085851048331322020-09-27T14:07:03.616-07:002020-09-27T14:07:03.616-07:00This is heart stirring Susie and spectacular in im...This is heart stirring Susie and spectacular in imagery. The last stanza packs a punch I won't soon forget. Amazing poetry my friend!Carrie Van Hornhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11715648073882529202noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2397499842210905447.post-17104070594714047692020-09-27T13:39:32.138-07:002020-09-27T13:39:32.138-07:00Buttercream and sapphire shapeshifters took me awa...Buttercream and sapphire shapeshifters took me away, but now I too am worried about the knife and the waking. colleenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16669375650785054059noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2397499842210905447.post-83159854714507058652020-09-27T13:15:44.407-07:002020-09-27T13:15:44.407-07:00How stunning the first stanza! And how heartbreaki...How stunning the first stanza! And how heartbreaking all that follows.✿https://www.blogger.com/profile/01044032159371976375noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2397499842210905447.post-63494283139325319262020-09-27T12:43:44.862-07:002020-09-27T12:43:44.862-07:00Great work, SC! I esp appreciate the closing (mast...Great work, SC! I esp appreciate the closing (masterful) stanza. Salute!Ron.https://rlavalette.wordpress.com/2020/09/27/on-a-wire-2/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2397499842210905447.post-59021150074546846762020-09-27T12:17:22.835-07:002020-09-27T12:17:22.835-07:00That first stanza is a wonderment! I shall hope t...That first stanza is a wonderment! I shall hope the bovine dreamers are all milk cows and safe the slaughterhouse.indybevhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05505539407819784525noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2397499842210905447.post-84189824350960840442020-09-27T11:57:47.577-07:002020-09-27T11:57:47.577-07:00Ah - protector of animals from the butcher. This ...Ah - protector of animals from the butcher. This moved me, but of course I can't bear to eat meat, not for many years.Other Maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09189646933597252108noreply@blogger.com