tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post5948521036993729069..comments2024-03-28T21:52:15.546-04:00Comments on Shay's Word Garden (Poetry & Such Like): WokeFireblossomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07040525704916368792noreply@blogger.comBlogger28125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-7397651495840118902017-08-27T00:27:26.554-04:002017-08-27T00:27:26.554-04:00Third stanza is amazing and the whole poem is toug...Third stanza is amazing and the whole poem is tough as nails - she's not going anywhere "Roads go both directions, no use to set out on them at all."' ... And the reference to the bible being blank - I wonder if that refers to the title page where you write down the family names - it's almost like she's disowning them/beginning fresh...Margarethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00007201357693227614noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-51687470232961665662017-08-23T12:18:36.026-04:002017-08-23T12:18:36.026-04:00I'm woke as fuck
and have forgotten more mercy...I'm woke as fuck<br />and have forgotten more mercy than you'll ever deserve.<br /><br />Wow! Wow!<br /><br />What an amazing poem, Shay. Every line is a blow to the jaw.Kerry O'Connorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00720862912375945249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-60135695634739980822017-08-23T07:05:30.000-04:002017-08-23T07:05:30.000-04:00Great lines:
'Rain made the river drunk,
and t...Great lines:<br />'Rain made the river drunk,<br />and the fields lay back like whores for it.<br />Here I come, after dark.<br />Here I come, half a teacher with a lesson long as willow branches.'<br />Kim M. Russellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16668459794787447606noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-9595646970259329112017-08-22T19:25:30.835-04:002017-08-22T19:25:30.835-04:00Narrative raised to the power of myth. Helluva pi...Narrative raised to the power of myth. Helluva piece.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-88140751806315369122017-08-22T16:35:31.386-04:002017-08-22T16:35:31.386-04:00and have forgotten more mercy than you'll ever...and have forgotten more mercy than you'll ever deserve...wow. Good strong woman poem!<br />tonispencerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04200564195675794747noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-81149662110336794412017-08-22T15:38:18.054-04:002017-08-22T15:38:18.054-04:00I'd like to see the "unclean" versio...I'd like to see the "unclean" version. lol. You're so good at clearing out the crap.Angiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11413074557542736813noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-36841024614986348072017-08-22T15:11:47.187-04:002017-08-22T15:11:47.187-04:00Stellar poetry as always...There is passionate str...Stellar poetry as always...There is passionate strength in your poem. "Here I come, half a teacher with a lesson long as willow branches." Love that line.Susie Clevengerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09239990133754328967noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-30797849904575671872017-08-22T13:32:46.144-04:002017-08-22T13:32:46.144-04:00I'm not some country fool headed down the cell...I'm not some country fool headed down the cellar steps.<br />Here I come, half a teacher with a lesson long as willow branches.<br />and have forgotten more mercy than you'll ever deserve.<br /><br />Outstanding lines... strong<br />Debi Swimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08255928985823418669noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-70115629070005821622017-08-22T11:01:37.508-04:002017-08-22T11:01:37.508-04:00I'm always seething with delirious anticipatio...I'm always seething with delirious anticipation before I even open your poem.Timoteohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08351410966396854582noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-55720486348031431162017-08-22T10:17:56.504-04:002017-08-22T10:17:56.504-04:00This is fantastic through and through, but that th...This is fantastic through and through, but that third stanza . . . holy fuck!Maude Lynnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03669688074743095866noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-78255312805095206422017-08-22T09:17:15.255-04:002017-08-22T09:17:15.255-04:00Not all are doomed to repeat history; for some tha...Not all are doomed to repeat history; for some that rooster will never crow again. Exceptional work with the metaphor here, Shay, and a poem bursting with strength and conviction--not to mention superlative language and image. I love the perfect cadence of the first three lines, and the beating heart of the piece--for me the third and fourth stanzas, which set up perfectly the unequivocal finish. This is what poetry should be, every word.hedgewitchhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13090696134322515899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-30169165588558966622017-08-22T07:43:21.311-04:002017-08-22T07:43:21.311-04:00A stunning write - I love it to death!
"Rain ...A stunning write - I love it to death!<br />"Rain made the river drunk,<br />and the fields lay back like whores for it." Jeez - I am drunk on these words!<br />As said, stunning!<br />Anna :o]hyperCRYPTICalhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11967085628384237933noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-23579559366083592622017-08-22T07:38:26.950-04:002017-08-22T07:38:26.950-04:00Absolutely captivating! Lines I love!! "Ra...Absolutely captivating! Lines I love!! "Rain made the river drunk, / and the fields lay back like whores for it." Perfect!<br />Sarah Russellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06548593069470592148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-64344186867944560582017-08-22T06:20:55.657-04:002017-08-22T06:20:55.657-04:00Ah... thinking myself rare, but yet to learn just ...Ah... thinking myself rare, but yet to learn just how. Really good.Marianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04030161532713347225noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-7263891348667215492017-08-22T06:16:00.598-04:002017-08-22T06:16:00.598-04:00What a strong poem this is, beautifully descriptiv...What a strong poem this is, beautifully descriptive and assertive and an inspiring read.Old Egghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14727444489103758018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-55888792020687774432017-08-22T06:14:49.271-04:002017-08-22T06:14:49.271-04:00Shay--Those last two lines... Wow.Shay--Those last two lines... Wow.Sioux Roslawskihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17924021828536277618noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-89409380690036901702017-08-22T05:34:18.244-04:002017-08-22T05:34:18.244-04:00Wow! Wonderful and gracias!Wow! Wonderful and gracias!Marcoantonio Arellano (Nene)https://www.blogger.com/profile/10713672589582754484noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-41546329082320965402017-08-22T05:18:40.781-04:002017-08-22T05:18:40.781-04:00I think perhaps the whole idea of coming out of th...I think perhaps the whole idea of coming out of the dark (cellar) into the dark night, being able to see, is a metaphor for achieving political clarity.<br /><br />Or more likely, you'll say that I think too much.✿https://www.blogger.com/profile/01044032159371976375noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-38078322792681114112017-08-22T05:10:36.727-04:002017-08-22T05:10:36.727-04:00I'm shaking over this, Shay. Physically shakin...I'm shaking over this, Shay. Physically shaking.✿https://www.blogger.com/profile/01044032159371976375noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-90581224609421208632017-08-22T05:08:59.250-04:002017-08-22T05:08:59.250-04:00I love that she's not going anywhere. Not runn...I love that she's not going anywhere. Not running away scared or screaming. Just fucking woke, and staring the world in the eye, daring it to mess with her again.✿https://www.blogger.com/profile/01044032159371976375noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-23538774138625958192017-08-22T05:07:16.507-04:002017-08-22T05:07:16.507-04:00This poem is not a victim. Not anymore. I think th...This poem is not a victim. Not anymore. I think the rooster has been slain. As I see it, the girl killed her abductor and tormentor and walked out of the cellar a different person, pissed at the stars for being accomplices. She'll take them all out too, if she has to.✿https://www.blogger.com/profile/01044032159371976375noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-79510440975811872222017-08-22T04:54:18.575-04:002017-08-22T04:54:18.575-04:00This is one of the best poems I've ever read. ...This is one of the best poems I've ever read. It's keeping me awake. And the last thing I see it as is a love poem. It's political and social science. It's angry and wise and hard and growling. It's coming after you in your sleep. It's pinning back your eyelids so that no matter what it takes, you'll see too. It's the truth. It doesn't believe in hope or change or reform. It just knows. It's both rape and raped. Raw violation.<br /><br />Whatever it takes, keep writing like this.✿https://www.blogger.com/profile/01044032159371976375noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-75655930938190608982017-08-22T04:45:01.317-04:002017-08-22T04:45:01.317-04:00My goodness this is good!! "Then you wrote yo...My goodness this is good!! "Then you wrote your name on my skin in fingernail blood, and after that I was rare, a horse apple in a blind man's hand".. sigh.. Beautifully haunting!!Sanaa Rizvihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06681404650477409830noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-17500799728459916552017-08-22T03:28:42.558-04:002017-08-22T03:28:42.558-04:00The Moon is the only one I can trust--
Don't y...The Moon is the only one I can trust--<br />Don't you think I know that?<br /><br />This kinda went 'thump!' on my chest, and I felt that I know it too, deeply.Rosemary Nissen-Wadehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05913841031559499568noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-77033455600709364682017-08-22T03:22:27.300-04:002017-08-22T03:22:27.300-04:00stunning! your poetry is like a waterfall for a wo...stunning! your poetry is like a waterfall for a woman dying of thirst -- it quenches the need but is so powerful it drops her to her knees. <br /><br />one of your best, SP!<br /><br />♡Dani Hhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18012898548478062463noreply@blogger.com