tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post6287255412711280221..comments2024-03-28T09:11:04.513-04:00Comments on Shay's Word Garden (Poetry & Such Like): Letter To An Old LoveFireblossomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07040525704916368792noreply@blogger.comBlogger20125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-83616168921957056992016-06-07T12:57:13.810-04:002016-06-07T12:57:13.810-04:00I've known that cyclical process too - the hop...I've known that cyclical process too - the hopefulness of being the ingenue. Also, any poem that sports a Burt Bacharach tune shows immense good taste. la la moskBuddah Moskowitzhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06839068145732552328noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-33758221140573166022016-06-06T21:36:12.586-04:002016-06-06T21:36:12.586-04:00Painfully perfect. Especially your closing stanza....Painfully perfect. Especially your closing stanza. Sigh. Ow.Sherry Blue Skyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10769154286598233146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-16608697160424280212016-06-06T09:53:21.604-04:002016-06-06T09:53:21.604-04:00Ah yeah, I *was* hopeful, always hopeful at the st...Ah yeah, I *was* hopeful, always hopeful at the start. Then the poison.Marianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04030161532713347225noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-7949852268944377552016-06-06T06:26:16.956-04:002016-06-06T06:26:16.956-04:00Great insight there, FB. Beautiful and sad.
Than...Great insight there, FB. Beautiful and sad.<br /><br />Thanks for the tip on the icy hot wraps - I'll look for them at the drugstore. I have arthritis in my knee - having to wait for an appt with the rheumatolgist. It sucks getting old. :)Lynnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13984802196897920610noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-58193628276874614232016-06-05T20:01:44.027-04:002016-06-05T20:01:44.027-04:00Oh, how I can relate to this! But only you could w...Oh, how I can relate to this! But only you could write your wonderful last lines.Rosemary Nissen-Wadehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05913841031559499568noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-47146237190818852202016-06-05T19:59:57.562-04:002016-06-05T19:59:57.562-04:00Oh, that is so...human. Oh, that is so...human. Other Maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09189646933597252108noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-23353584761808175642016-06-05T19:25:27.352-04:002016-06-05T19:25:27.352-04:00I like reading this as if the speaker is the lette...I like reading this as if the speaker is the letter itself. Not so much the paper, but the essence, the heart. So I'm picturing love itself, as an incense, with flowers in its hair.<br /><br />So the letter has just arrived at its destination and isn't received the way it had hoped to be. And what if the old love is actually elderly? I think this is about a familial estrangement.<br /><br />"I know this and still lie" ... clever.✿https://www.blogger.com/profile/01044032159371976375noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-14182560383724041622016-06-05T12:12:05.646-04:002016-06-05T12:12:05.646-04:00ingenue...babe. perfectingenue...babe. perfectAngiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11413074557542736813noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-3455800855415422142016-06-05T11:25:20.529-04:002016-06-05T11:25:20.529-04:00Every beginning is a poison tree.
I love that.Every beginning is a poison tree.<br /><br />I love that.Maude Lynnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03669688074743095866noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-56094897669484590152016-06-05T11:23:19.876-04:002016-06-05T11:23:19.876-04:00Wow. Power in brevityWow. Power in brevityCloudiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05853753108637831069noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-25410125651700747242016-06-05T11:21:44.977-04:002016-06-05T11:21:44.977-04:00It is quite amazing how we repeat experiences like...It is quite amazing how we repeat experiences like a refrain--your last stanza especially captures that freshness and the looming bitterness too. Thanks. k. Outlawyerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15698845661756444061noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-83626116376876202022016-06-05T10:09:03.245-04:002016-06-05T10:09:03.245-04:00Some sad song you just have to love. This is one. ...Some sad song you just have to love. This is one. And it teams so well with your poem. Oh yeah a yummy visit to your blog today<br /><br />Have a good Sunday<br /><br />Much love...Gillena Coxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09191865405561549074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-53919894495134535262016-06-05T08:50:17.668-04:002016-06-05T08:50:17.668-04:00The last stanza is excellent. The imagery is great...The last stanza is excellent. The imagery is great, especially the bit about the ingenue. Clearly the speaker was no ingenue but unwisely she let herself pretend.Rommyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11810721515248103148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-39376563143891095552016-06-05T08:30:17.112-04:002016-06-05T08:30:17.112-04:00"and wear the blooms in my hair like an ingén..."and wear the blooms in my hair like an ingénue"<br />The innocence and hope is as painful as the rest.<br />Debi Swimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08255928985823418669noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-84291066201243636922016-06-05T08:22:18.360-04:002016-06-05T08:22:18.360-04:00A PoiSoN TRee? Sucker-punch... ooooooof. Shay, you...A PoiSoN TRee? Sucker-punch... ooooooof. Shay, you write with feeling Shadowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05999801833389058410noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-63872722627183129562016-06-05T08:12:00.233-04:002016-06-05T08:12:00.233-04:00Yes, the beginnings are often all potential, promi...Yes, the beginnings are often all potential, promise and hope--the middles wear it all away into weapons, and the endings drip with the fruit of that tree, pressed between unchangeable forces--but also with the knowledge gained, and the dormant desire to try again and raise something more nourishing. We are, in the end, only humans, I guess. hedgewitchhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13090696134322515899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-42402746990056649312016-06-05T07:37:21.090-04:002016-06-05T07:37:21.090-04:00Thorns and nails here, the price of deep abiding p...Thorns and nails here, the price of deep abiding passions; wearing them like flowers in one's hair is like hanging a crucifix on a silver chain between one's breasts: both are articles of faith. A bittersweetness that makes those sad songs so good.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-16805969944504549802016-06-05T02:09:29.702-04:002016-06-05T02:09:29.702-04:00Good intentions - in vain, the poisonous tree says...Good intentions - in vain, the poisonous tree says it all,brudberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12563403553536472377noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-22733473754464501612016-06-05T01:37:47.439-04:002016-06-05T01:37:47.439-04:00The last stanza got me where it hurts most.The last stanza got me where it hurts most.Kerry O'Connorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00720862912375945249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-52437981608518498442016-06-05T01:01:25.829-04:002016-06-05T01:01:25.829-04:00"Each beginning is a poisonous tree"
A ..."Each beginning is a poisonous tree"<br /><br />A poison we gulp with glee. machttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04073782907747032366noreply@blogger.com