tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15498010.post98944990815125802..comments2023-09-22T07:03:03.280-04:00Comments on The Clarity of Night: Ghost on the BeachJason Evanshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14851992219298316168noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15498010.post-26843268560909235852008-02-20T07:31:00.000-05:002008-02-20T07:31:00.000-05:00For me too, Jason...You expressed this beautifully...For me too, Jason...<BR/>You expressed this beautifully.Vesperhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12417602625059442986noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15498010.post-35253251191059404062008-02-19T15:25:00.000-05:002008-02-19T15:25:00.000-05:00You would have felt very ghostly around Dublin thi...You would have felt very ghostly around Dublin this morning - we had what they call "Freezing Fog". It does what it says on the tin - freezes everything, and you couldn't see more than a few feet. Eerie.Terrihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03158421102740382411noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15498010.post-61096375596184838512008-02-19T09:46:00.000-05:002008-02-19T09:46:00.000-05:00I pronounce Jason Evans the winner of the contest ...I pronounce Jason Evans the winner of the contest for his entry, "Ghost on the Beach." I know it seems like the contest went fast. Maybe he cheated!<BR/><BR/>(Here, it is the smell of the swamp that comes up when cold and wet give way to warm and dry and the water drops away to reveal the rot. It may sound horrid, but it is quite thrilling to me, and a sign of the hot and humid life of the summer to come.)bekbekhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17935766604154823539noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15498010.post-63777066954696125722008-02-19T08:25:00.000-05:002008-02-19T08:25:00.000-05:00It is interestig to see what moves people. The ver...It is interestig to see what moves people. The very same season can trigger different feelings in different people - because 'the very same' does not exist.SzélsőFahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11600289147447182465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15498010.post-10424243311413247752008-02-19T07:04:00.000-05:002008-02-19T07:04:00.000-05:00Sarah, funny how I most sense the dark life first....Sarah, funny how I most sense the dark life first. Like the call of the spring peepers. It's like the thaw works from the inside out. Hang in there. The change is coming soon.<BR/><BR/>Billy, in summer, perhaps some of the ghosts become reality. Now is when they're born.<BR/><BR/>Rel, it was already gone by late afternoon yesterday. The weather is being quite the tease!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15498010.post-430549514494570452008-02-19T04:32:00.000-05:002008-02-19T04:32:00.000-05:00Jason,It was merely a glimpse, but a welcome one o...Jason,<BR/>It was merely a glimpse, but a welcome one of the season to come. The ghosts always bait us.<BR/>relrelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09030572981830789370noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15498010.post-34750399405560489722008-02-18T12:40:00.000-05:002008-02-18T12:40:00.000-05:00Time does indeed seem to collapse during the winte...Time does indeed seem to collapse during the winter. And I agree with Sarah. The ghosts get restless in the spring.WHhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14815646433314236886noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15498010.post-9922237591465691992008-02-18T10:46:00.000-05:002008-02-18T10:46:00.000-05:00I can see that, Jason. The transitional seasons ca...I can see that, Jason. The transitional seasons can't help but recall, and anticipate, other births and losses. <BR/><BR/>I, for one, am thankful for the first hint of thaw. The ghosts are getting restless. And home is starting to feel a little too much like a tomb.Sarah Hinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13888406261817690010noreply@blogger.com