tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560838335414244511.post9138384819382161394..comments2024-03-27T21:19:02.636-05:00Comments on The Nature of Things: Poetry Sunday: A WeddingDorothy Bordershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12441731296027227394noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560838335414244511.post-84104570452088444072015-07-12T17:02:03.230-05:002015-07-12T17:02:03.230-05:00That's one way of viewing it, I suppose. Anoth...That's one way of viewing it, I suppose. Another adjective that might apply is ironic. How ironic that such a "special day" passes by in a blur and turns out to be - perhaps - not really special, not really the thing that we remember at all.Dorothy Bordershttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12441731296027227394noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560838335414244511.post-87384837186159982242015-07-12T13:19:16.115-05:002015-07-12T13:19:16.115-05:00It sounds defeatist.It sounds defeatist.Carmenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10242364668293349799noreply@blogger.com