tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5232927064230838150.post1165685363429475948..comments2024-03-25T11:04:10.945-07:00Comments on Chez Danisse: Good BonesDenise http://www.blogger.com/profile/08269617590521412393noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5232927064230838150.post-1659437927649245802017-12-06T08:34:44.560-08:002017-12-06T08:34:44.560-08:00I think Blogger might be losing it. I haven't ...I think Blogger might be losing it. I haven't been able to reply to a comment on my own blog. Grrr. It's been a long time since I read Koren's book, but your notes totally make sense to me. My most beautiful moments in life have often butted up against my darkest moments.Denise https://www.blogger.com/profile/08269617590521412393noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5232927064230838150.post-74490084467555618182017-12-05T09:15:22.850-08:002017-12-05T09:15:22.850-08:00Last night I was re-reading Leonard Koren's &q...Last night I was re-reading Leonard Koren's "Wabi-Sabi" and paused at the point where he writes about coaxing beauty out of ugliness. Beauty, he argues, is a dynamic moment between you and something else, and, for it to occur, one first must confront what is ugly. This thought, like the poem you shared, help me to illuminate the dark and mean in my soul and in the world.Rachael | Slow-Cooked Sentenceshttp://www.theslowcookedsentence.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5232927064230838150.post-6997178815554166652017-11-28T12:20:21.336-08:002017-11-28T12:20:21.336-08:00Hello, Kate. I'm going to read it again, right...Hello, Kate. I'm going to read it again, right now. Denise https://www.blogger.com/profile/08269617590521412393noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5232927064230838150.post-15084460475967948462017-11-20T11:53:31.782-08:002017-11-20T11:53:31.782-08:00I have read that poem now so many times and forwar...I have read that poem now so many times and forwarded it to some friends. And for those few it hit very hard but was also received with joy. And my own joy filter is so often set in motion: it was my early saviour and now my guilty secret! Strangely ashamed to see the good as well as the bad... Kate (little house)Katehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11092126325300969442noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5232927064230838150.post-19057959076933448172017-11-09T13:20:29.272-08:002017-11-09T13:20:29.272-08:00Of course you made it beautiful, Nancy. :)Of course you made it beautiful, Nancy. :)Denise https://www.blogger.com/profile/08269617590521412393noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5232927064230838150.post-39960444330097795862017-11-09T13:20:05.900-08:002017-11-09T13:20:05.900-08:00xxxxDenise https://www.blogger.com/profile/08269617590521412393noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5232927064230838150.post-39551261444438131082017-11-09T11:09:31.552-08:002017-11-09T11:09:31.552-08:00hey Denise! as someone who once bought a shithole ...hey Denise! as someone who once bought a shithole with good bones, and did make it beautiful I say yes yes yes to all of this poem, brilliant and painful, so true, what we know, what we shield our loved ones from, beauty even in terrible things. nancy at good food mattershttp://nancyvienneau.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5232927064230838150.post-73162326720072311402017-11-09T10:32:19.509-08:002017-11-09T10:32:19.509-08:00This is so spot on. Thank you. xoThis is so spot on. Thank you. xoRebeccahttp://grongar.comnoreply@blogger.com