tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-829168697372726752.post6300758434932467547..comments2024-02-10T03:45:25.354-05:00Comments on Blogalicious: Poetry at Cayuga Community CollegeDiane Lockwardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07614479152159652577noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-829168697372726752.post-47956383619126652132009-12-30T20:28:15.973-05:002009-12-30T20:28:15.973-05:00Your clam story is hilarious, luckily you didnt wr...Your clam story is hilarious, luckily you didnt write that the linguini had contained old shoes.Henry Lawson Poemshttp://henrylawson.orgnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-829168697372726752.post-218347932296356412009-10-27T06:04:29.358-04:002009-10-27T06:04:29.358-04:00Your trip sounds absolutely heavenly, the dream of...Your trip sounds absolutely heavenly, the dream of every visiting poet (or aspiring visiting poets, as the case may be).Kristin Berkey-Abbotthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16841824206762029363noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-829168697372726752.post-53477039502700614502009-10-26T16:12:20.081-04:002009-10-26T16:12:20.081-04:00Sounds like fun, Diane. Glad you were able to be s...Sounds like fun, Diane. Glad you were able to be so nicely taken care of! About the clam snafu, I had a similar thing happen to me when a friend who was putting me up for the night greeted me with the news she'd be fixing me pasta with sausage. She thought I must love sausage because I'd written "The Sausage Parade," but when I wrote that poem I was not eating red meat. Ach! So she made the sauce with mushrooms instead. Delish!Martha Silanohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16486148374821966457noreply@blogger.com