<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26603666.post6875059256493806364..comments</id><updated>2007-05-03T21:06:45.290-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Comments on screaming.org: shall i nail thee to a summer's day?</title><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmm.screaming.org/feeds/6875059256493806364/comments/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26603666/6875059256493806364/comments/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmm.screaming.org/2007/04/shall-i-nail-thee-to-summers-day.html'/><author><name>pohl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831729655618512787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4LROvqwaIig/Sj7L7yHRnNI/AAAAAAAAAOM/gz_LQSH-mSc/S220/prisoner6.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26603666.post-4825618877944908754</id><published>2007-05-03T21:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T21:06:00.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Aye, me friend.  *L*  But it's snowing... *L*</title><summary type='text'>Aye, me friend.  *L*  But it's snowing... *L*</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26603666/6875059256493806364/comments/default/4825618877944908754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26603666/6875059256493806364/comments/default/4825618877944908754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmm.screaming.org/2007/04/shall-i-nail-thee-to-summers-day.html?showComment=1178244360000#c4825618877944908754' title=''/><author><name>cb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://mmm.screaming.org/2007/04/shall-i-nail-thee-to-summers-day.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26603666.post-6875059256493806364' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26603666/posts/default/6875059256493806364' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1504521804'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26603666.post-6191107556274413156</id><published>2007-05-02T09:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T09:22:00.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, but be fair Carl.  If this poem is going to re...</title><summary type='text'>Oh, but be fair Carl.  If this poem is going to reach #1 it's going to have to knock "Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening" off the top rung...which is also very "I" focused...&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;"But &lt;B&gt;I&lt;/B&gt; have promises to keep,&lt;BR/&gt;and miles to go before &lt;B&gt;I&lt;/B&gt; sleep..."&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;;-)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26603666/6875059256493806364/comments/default/6191107556274413156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26603666/6875059256493806364/comments/default/6191107556274413156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmm.screaming.org/2007/04/shall-i-nail-thee-to-summers-day.html?showComment=1178115720000#c6191107556274413156' title=''/><author><name>podunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05831729655618512787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.rotten.com/library/culture/the_prisoner/prisoner6.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://mmm.screaming.org/2007/04/shall-i-nail-thee-to-summers-day.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26603666.post-6875059256493806364' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26603666/posts/default/6875059256493806364' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-697834919'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26603666.post-2963723622531449878</id><published>2007-05-02T08:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T08:37:00.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Seems the poem is a celebration of "I".  Having be...</title><summary type='text'>Seems the poem is a celebration of "I".  Having been crested the wave and in turn swamped by it, I am more reminded of my finitity. Can mere I stand before the storm and repel the lightning?&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;But a well constructed unit with lots of depth...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26603666/6875059256493806364/comments/default/2963723622531449878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26603666/6875059256493806364/comments/default/2963723622531449878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmm.screaming.org/2007/04/shall-i-nail-thee-to-summers-day.html?showComment=1178113020000#c2963723622531449878' title=''/><author><name>cbrown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://mmm.screaming.org/2007/04/shall-i-nail-thee-to-summers-day.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26603666.post-6875059256493806364' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26603666/posts/default/6875059256493806364' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-691431398'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26603666.post-585222158326698965</id><published>2007-04-24T09:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T09:23:00.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>That dood had some pretty deep set eyes.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Th...</title><summary type='text'>That dood had some pretty deep set eyes.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;That is all I know.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26603666/6875059256493806364/comments/default/585222158326698965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26603666/6875059256493806364/comments/default/585222158326698965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmm.screaming.org/2007/04/shall-i-nail-thee-to-summers-day.html?showComment=1177424580000#c585222158326698965' title=''/><author><name>gravy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06526727815097493258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a290/patioratio/Bike002.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://mmm.screaming.org/2007/04/shall-i-nail-thee-to-summers-day.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26603666.post-6875059256493806364' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26603666/posts/default/6875059256493806364' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-196374507'/></entry></feed>
