Comments on: New page on how I make poems and why I blog https://davebonta.com/2017/02/new-page-on-how-i-make-poems-and-why-i-blog/ multimedia poet from the sticks Sat, 26 Aug 2017 13:45:35 +0000 hourly 1 By: Dave Bonta https://davebonta.com/2017/02/new-page-on-how-i-make-poems-and-why-i-blog/#comment-8871 Sat, 26 Aug 2017 13:45:35 +0000 http://davebonta.com/?p=6801#comment-8871 Hi Steve, thanks for commenting. I’ll have to ask my mom next time Isee her whether she remembers you — I’ll bet she does! Yes, we still catch the train from Tyrone, and I’ve just booked a Greyhound ticket back into Tyrone (I’m in the UK right now) so Plummer’s Hollow is still connected to the larger world in that way. At any rate, glad you found my post of interest, and congrats on your own fine-looking blog. Always good to meet another local who has caught the blogging bug.

]]> By: Steve Williams https://davebonta.com/2017/02/new-page-on-how-i-make-poems-and-why-i-blog/#comment-8870 Wed, 23 Aug 2017 12:58:08 +0000 http://davebonta.com/?p=6801#comment-8870 While searching for information on the old Tyrone quarry I came upon your blog (again). Thinking about the “dailiness” of blogging and how it informs a creative process is the best explanation of why I’ve invested so much time with a blog myself. It earns no income and I sell no products, but it pays dividends in unveiling a bit of the truth of my existence. And helped me see why I can walk (or ride) the same places a few miles from my home and never see it all.

Anyways, thanks for sharing your process. I’ll have to spend more time with it to fully appreciate.

On a side note — we met years ago at your parents home. Sometime in the 1980s I think. I was videotaping an interview with your mother and father for a Penn State program (on stewardship perhaps). I remember your father driving us to the far end of the property to witness a field full of butterflies. I think of that often.

And your mom told us you and your brother would walk down the road to catch the train to parts unknown. For as remote as the place seemed I was enthralled by the idea of just jumping on the train like I did with a bus growing up near Pittsburgh.

Thanks again for sharing on your blog.

steve

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