tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post6067042044705170038..comments2024-03-28T21:52:15.546-04:00Comments on Shay's Word Garden (Poetry & Such Like): Here Is A SunFireblossomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07040525704916368792noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-80441124759124306142017-12-31T11:13:29.131-05:002017-12-31T11:13:29.131-05:00<3<3Cloudiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05853753108637831069noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-12979435367455711342017-12-31T01:50:19.969-05:002017-12-31T01:50:19.969-05:00Every word found its way straight to my heart.. an...Every word found its way straight to my heart.. and if someone asks me why I'm crying, they do not deserve an answer.Kerry O'Connorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00720862912375945249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-81717614626157052862017-12-30T13:55:17.932-05:002017-12-30T13:55:17.932-05:00Shay--The poem was icing on the cake.
The quote w...Shay--The poem was icing on the cake.<br /><br />The quote was awesome. (Where do you have time to write every day AND read/peruse enough that you find quotes like this?)Sioux Roslawskihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17924021828536277618noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-27613560381566136322017-12-30T10:43:58.900-05:002017-12-30T10:43:58.900-05:00I read this first thing this morning, and now agai...I read this first thing this morning, and now again, and it seems even more luminous, with that transparent, salty glimmer of light through tears as you blink them back. Your characters are as always, parts of ourselves, cells of our own cells, lives of our own lives. I don't know how you manage that, but I think it has to do with the fact that you are one of the best poets to ever hold a pen. Thanks for this light, even if what it illumines is so heart-heavy, on a grey, cold end of the year morning.hedgewitchhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13090696134322515899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-9627587205351445092017-12-29T16:40:16.081-05:002017-12-29T16:40:16.081-05:00hmmm. and hummm. days are beautiful and rare and s...hmmm. and hummm. days are beautiful and rare and sunny and what now? accept no substitutes. okay then. we've got it all figured out. and now what?? just love. i love your writing. don't waste your life on anything less than this gorgeous, complicated, undisturbed or very disturbed writing.Angiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11413074557542736813noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-23813774880898825492017-12-29T16:13:03.627-05:002017-12-29T16:13:03.627-05:00Yes, this is it. Life, loss, suns, glory, remember...Yes, this is it. Life, loss, suns, glory, remembering....and tears that come, unbidden, at random moments. Sigh. Gorgeous.Sherry Blue Skyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01926508656571639801noreply@blogger.com