tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9218275625589637009.post8394300501561460621..comments2024-03-14T02:18:13.285-05:00Comments on T h e | D e e p | M i d d l e: His Wife -- Poem by Andrew HudginsBenjamin Vogthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10661489036836711335noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9218275625589637009.post-46104166566230514042010-04-14T23:38:52.671-05:002010-04-14T23:38:52.671-05:00What a wonderful poem. I really enjoyed that.What a wonderful poem. I really enjoyed that.Ilonahttp://ilonasgarden.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9218275625589637009.post-32046400441717825712010-04-13T21:16:03.670-05:002010-04-13T21:16:03.670-05:00That's the life! Too bad my hands smell of min...That's the life! Too bad my hands smell of minced garlic.Lynnhttp://travelinbride.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9218275625589637009.post-70800300306486536762010-04-12T16:29:24.217-05:002010-04-12T16:29:24.217-05:00I love the simple language of this poem and find i...I love the simple language of this poem and find it very earthy and romantic...in a bout of wishful thinking I will imagine my husband came up with this poem instead of his usual refrain when I return from the garden: "you didn't track in any chicken poop did you?"Bethanyhttp://www.thepermalife.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9218275625589637009.post-78009456305835802842010-04-12T13:04:32.691-05:002010-04-12T13:04:32.691-05:00A nice poem, scrutinizing the details of gardening...A nice poem, scrutinizing the details of gardening and gardener. <br /><br />I prefer to think Kakdah, my wife smells like roses, and I, the dirty gardener probably smell as hot as chili.<br /><br />~bangchik<br />Putrajaya, MalaysiaBangchik and Kakdahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12539360678677230463noreply@blogger.com