ovenbird
raze you write such beautiful, deeply-felt things.

i think i'm most moved by the written word when it allows me to feel like i'm peering into the soul of the person whose words i'm reading, even if it's only for a moment. what you wrote on auditory_hallucinations got me good.

it's great to have you here. 		250322
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ovenbird The invitation was a gift. Thank you. I am not a person much interested in the surface of things and this place is all depth. 250322
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raze i feel like i'd be stepping on heart_pieces_everywhere somehow if i added anything to it, so i'm poking my head in over here to say that's an incredibly powerful and emotionally resonant piece of writing. 250328
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ovenbird Thank you for saying that and please feel free to step away on any of my writing. I would see it like having a visitor and wouldn't mind at all. 250328
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epitome of incomprehensibility A belated welcome, ovenbird! I love what you wrote on "lacuna." E.g. how the cave descriptions weren't just a recurring metaphor, but something imagistic, absorbing. Maybe expressing the strangeness of loss, how home seems like a new land all of a sudden. The title bringing things together: a space, a lack, a mystery.

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About writing on a blathe someone else started, there are no rules. More like a few conventions, varying from person to person. Sometimes if people comment on something that went before, they put their words in parentheses. Or put it in a different blathe. One common place is the writer's "blatherskite" or "skite" name - their "blathernym."

(Blather: rated "L" for imaginary language. Dream_words and etc.)

Back on topic - in my case, I wanted to offer a more general welcome. Also, I had maybe a similar thought of not wanting to intrude on something private - maybe because I haven't had this particular grief and disappointment. Also also, I'll usually post something if I feel I have something else to say about that word or phrase.

Here "lacuna" hasn't given me a story yet, except that its Latinate plural "lacunae" sounds like a frilly flower. A fringe of things left out.

But yes, simply put, I'm glad you're here and I can read your writing. 		250330
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e_o_i (Oops. The dream words are under dream_word.) 250330
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ovenbird Thank you for this welcome! It's very kind and I look forward to getting to know you a bit through your own writing. I've been poking around here slowly to get a sense of what everyone has been and is up to. 250330
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Soma I appreciate seeing
new flowers in spring
and hope they bloom forever 		250402
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raze i want to tell you how we_two just moved me to my core (it made me cry, truth be told), but i think the only word i've got to articulate what i feel right now is "wow". so that'll have to do. 250413
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raze did you and i *both* dream of black-capped chickadees last_night?

if we did, that's some absolutely surreal blather_synchronicity. 		250415
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raze (wait. my mistake. the chickadee sang in the waking world to pull you from a nightmare. maybe that was why i couldn't find my winged friend again — she left my dream to rescue you from yours.) 250415
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raze i'm glad to know there's someone else out there who can't believe how many people would rather stare at their phones all day than pause for even a moment to take in the wonder of the world around them. i lost count of how many times i saw someone visit the park without ever getting out of their car. they would spend a while texting in the parking lot. then they would leave. i guess the idea was to be able to say they were technically in the park for a while? i don't even know. 250418
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raze here's a bit of truth with the alliteration built right in: "grackle" is gorgeous. 250423
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raze i think you just created a titular umbrella for your own writing without meaning to with such_ferocious_beauty. because that's what you weave with your words every day. 250513
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e_o_i I didn't realize this was a real bird until yesterday, when I was looking through Birds of Canada (edited by David Bird!) to find a chickadee. There, across from the prothonotary warbler, was the ovenbird! It looks bright and alert with a circle of white around its lacquered black eye. Tan-green back, white belly with black stripes.

I felt at once delighted at finding a familiar name and silly that I hadn't known it was an actual bird. I'd thought the blather name was just a combination of two unrelated things.

(As for the bird, I don't know if I've ever seen it. The little map of its "OCCURENCE" says it lives here, but maybe more in the woods.) 		250517
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raze i'm so sorry for the loss of your friend. but what a moving tribute to her you've written on "heather", celebrating her spirit and her place in your life. i've always believed words are one way we can keep the people we've loved alive after they're gone. reading that blathe, i can almost hear the two of you singing. 250521
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raze only you could write a blathe about dream hunting and carve it into something musical and visceral and urgent. 250530
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ovenbird Thank you! So many dreams have slipped through my fingers in the past week or so, but I figured I might be able to turn the frustration itself into something. 250530
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e_o_i More appreciation, because you've added many beautiful gems of essay and observation over the past few weeks. In "selkies," I love how you weave threads together and let a metaphor grow out of them. I think you're good at that in general. 250618
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ovenbird Thank you e_o_i! That means a lot coming from you! 250618
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