tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post6024573014213918265..comments2023-11-01T00:47:40.605+11:00Comments on strange fruit: in which the fish accounts for speaking upfifihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06946945635726214503noreply@blogger.comBlogger25125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post-71808048112864037412008-11-27T00:45:00.000+11:002008-11-27T00:45:00.000+11:00this is such a beautiful post that i didn't know w...this is such a beautiful post that i didn't know what to say. speaking (or not) is close to my heart, and i am a trifle envious that you have found a way to do it so seemingly effortlessly! (the speaking out loud bit, i mean.) but it is also - dare i say it - comforting to realise that many people have problems with speaking in some form or another, that need to be overcome, no matter how effortless it looks!<BR/><BR/>oh, and did i hear you say you weren't a writer? you should know better.melihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10026675747253438229noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post-85670183572933240082008-11-23T17:09:00.000+11:002008-11-23T17:09:00.000+11:00Aanother perfect post.Aanother perfect post.meggiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00061112627819270427noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post-47394299795973811232008-11-23T04:26:00.000+11:002008-11-23T04:26:00.000+11:00I'm crying over here. That was so... so... wonderf...I'm crying over here. That was so... so... wonderful. Don't stop writing.Bryanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08988791194346332255noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post-7930736395162964182008-11-22T13:57:00.000+11:002008-11-22T13:57:00.000+11:00Ten years isn't so long and you have already caugh...Ten years isn't so long and you have already caught up! I'm still trying to find my voice...PBShttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01672893473413051922noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post-74511926882049967782008-11-19T23:41:00.000+11:002008-11-19T23:41:00.000+11:00Oh this was a truly beautiful piece. Strangely ap...Oh this was a truly beautiful piece. <BR/><BR/>Strangely appropriate for me too. Sometimes I seem to lose my voice - even now - and yet mostly I am bold and brave. <BR/><BR/>How I behave is so closely related to how comfortable I feel in a given situation and yet I can never really say what it is that makes a situation right or not right - it's nothing concrete.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post-37959581138427327492008-11-19T16:18:00.000+11:002008-11-19T16:18:00.000+11:00I know you do, reg, You don't have to comment!I know you do, reg, You don't have to comment!fifihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06946945635726214503noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post-77408085218608450552008-11-19T16:16:00.000+11:002008-11-19T16:16:00.000+11:00This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.Shoufayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15999885216562385433noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post-41305536400185675272008-11-19T16:11:00.000+11:002008-11-19T16:11:00.000+11:00I do read your entries, Fifi, but I never quite kn...I do read your entries, Fifi, but I never quite know what to say because they are so full and complete and sublime, and anything I try to say just sounds silly or superfluous.Regulushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04908072367667145521noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post-50445319224809692612008-11-19T11:58:00.000+11:002008-11-19T11:58:00.000+11:00Thanks for calling projectivist...I 'll be over to...Thanks for calling projectivist...I 'll be over to look at your site soon.<BR/><BR/>Bene, ha ha, I sent you a peahen! and no, I wouldn't rather be old. I should like to be 19.<BR/><BR/>Handmaiden, you do speak up now, don't you? Quite well I gather.<BR/><BR/>Thank you rhubarb.<BR/><BR/>Thanks Molly. I don't think I'd go back to sixth grade...I think there are better times to visit. I just had my head in a book in sixth grade. Permanently.fifihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06946945635726214503noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post-80957418715707444862008-11-19T09:38:00.000+11:002008-11-19T09:38:00.000+11:00Lovely lovely lovely. But a bit sad. Well done, yo...Lovely lovely lovely. But a bit sad. Well done, you. You're so multi-talented. <BR/><BR/>I'd love to be only 10 years behind where I'd hoped to be...Pam https://www.blogger.com/profile/12641269043817163165noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post-71414499685345091992008-11-18T23:53:00.000+11:002008-11-18T23:53:00.000+11:00That was awesome. I too had to learn to speak up.That was awesome. I too had to learn to speak up.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post-16857127073480513162008-11-18T15:51:00.000+11:002008-11-18T15:51:00.000+11:00Simply stunning writing. (again).Simply stunning writing. (again).Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post-58250666134301545272008-11-18T15:05:00.000+11:002008-11-18T15:05:00.000+11:00It's so nice that the younger you is there, in the...It's so nice that the younger you is there, in the front row! Even if she doesn't know she's looking at her future.....And lucky that you can remember so clearly what it felt like to be her....I wish I could time travel, and go be a fly on the wall in my sixth grade classroom, the better to understand who I used to be before I became who I am.<BR/>Love how you put this all together!mollyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03797484583400519909noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post-90194098263402444412008-11-18T14:52:00.000+11:002008-11-18T14:52:00.000+11:00First of all I'm wondering what a peahen must look...First of all I'm wondering what a peahen must look like....then I'm just asking if you aren't SO GLAD to be older now!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post-12786230453056569402008-11-18T10:40:00.000+11:002008-11-18T10:40:00.000+11:00this is my first,but definitely not my last visit....this is my first,<BR/>but definitely not my last visit.<BR/>that was so achingly splendid,<BR/>and so beautiful to read.Catastrophe Waitresshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16059689371446944502noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post-44407518402577347632008-11-17T23:09:00.000+11:002008-11-17T23:09:00.000+11:00Oh Ms Fish that fine thing you do with words, I ha...Oh Ms Fish that fine thing you do with words, I have tears, and my inner farmer's wife has been clambered upon by my inner teenager who is grateful for the air.Kirtihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12923365226375826872noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post-65300611620548998342008-11-17T22:16:00.000+11:002008-11-17T22:16:00.000+11:00Bless you all very nice persons. 3rdcat, I deleted...Bless you all very nice persons. <BR/>3rdcat, I deleted a comment at your place, then a wrote different one. the first one sort of said what you just said, so that's kinda funny. <BR/>but thanks.<BR/>miss jane, <BR/>i love you too and to prove it I am bringing four hundred of my closest friends to your show tomorrow night.<BR/>Alice, it was indeed.<BR/>Hello fusion, nice to see you. No, sometimes a decade seems like a week.<BR/>Thanks Hen, I think we have all had those moments. That one just never left me.<BR/>Thank you also Jelly, that's very nice to hear.<BR/><BR/>Mary,<BR/>and me yours.fifihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06946945635726214503noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post-57634121696510543552008-11-17T21:46:00.000+11:002008-11-17T21:46:00.000+11:00I'm glad you found your voice too.Another one of m...I'm glad you found your voice too.<BR/><BR/>Another one of my joyful moments was finding your blog.Maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08578720378832806483noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post-66270082271191059232008-11-17T21:37:00.000+11:002008-11-17T21:37:00.000+11:00I'm so glad you have found your voice, in all sens...I'm so glad you have found your voice, in all senses of the expression. Because OH what a voice it is :-)Jellyheadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05344630172173199819noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post-38790875327168497432008-11-17T21:31:00.000+11:002008-11-17T21:31:00.000+11:00Great photo too by the way!Great photo too by the way!Red Hen (dette)https://www.blogger.com/profile/09620943527844246297noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post-73215562931183669372008-11-17T21:29:00.000+11:002008-11-17T21:29:00.000+11:00you have as you always do, mannaged to express so ...you have as you always do, mannaged to express so well things that we can connect to, I was right there on that doorstep feeling awkward and mute, I cringed physically recalling in this moment all the times that I felt that way and sadly not in the so distant past!Red Hen (dette)https://www.blogger.com/profile/09620943527844246297noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post-65240003151610145592008-11-17T19:11:00.000+11:002008-11-17T19:11:00.000+11:00Hi fifi, just popped in from Bene's blog to say he...Hi fifi, just popped in from Bene's blog to say hello. <BR/>What a bittersweet post. But so well written. And a decade isn't so much at all. <BR/><BR/>Be well.Fusionhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05478465297213819613noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post-2927653805090628252008-11-17T18:21:00.000+11:002008-11-17T18:21:00.000+11:00The word verification I had to type in to make thi...The word verification I had to type in to make this comment was OVELOG which reads a little like love log. I'm with thirdcat. Love you, love your blog.janehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04687468232154971310noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post-57746497187577537042008-11-17T18:05:00.000+11:002008-11-17T18:05:00.000+11:00Dear Fifi,The loss was hers. Oh yes.I have been th...Dear Fifi,<BR/>The loss was hers. Oh yes.<BR/>I have been there - that moment when you meet your son's girlfriend - and it was the source of so much joy and laughter.alice chttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16969805206040091585noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post-36094198229921129902008-11-17T16:07:00.000+11:002008-11-17T16:07:00.000+11:00you know, I'm a teensy bit in love with you...in a...you know, I'm a teensy bit in love with you...in a perfectly good, non-stalkerly kind of way<BR/><BR/>also, you're not ten years too late, you're just notAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com