tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post3903453845866506855..comments2024-03-29T03:09:23.361-04:00Comments on Shay's Word Garden (Poetry & Such Like): The Black Cat/ Nobody's WomanFireblossomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07040525704916368792noreply@blogger.comBlogger33125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-80239401022552557592012-04-18T16:04:50.908-04:002012-04-18T16:04:50.908-04:00What a wonderful special to stumble on -- Two out ...What a wonderful special to stumble on -- Two out of one:~) I loved them both. The first one I'm slightly partial to, but only because it's so much fun to read this one aloud.<br /><br />The second one is like a painting in words. I can read it again and again and see something new. It makes me appreciate again you talent for painting such beautiful word pictures. You're never afraid to create imagery that STICKS. For example, "Wrapping myself in the wings of million dark birds." Oh, that's powerful, Shay.Sarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15995684156785464334noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-17308749925365557182012-04-18T13:21:26.385-04:002012-04-18T13:21:26.385-04:00Wow, wow, wow. Both are amazing, as always.
You b...Wow, wow, wow. Both are amazing, as always.<br />You blow me away.<br />xo jjJoanna Jenkinshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10836376588710862173noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-32444267401784799322012-04-18T09:49:33.292-04:002012-04-18T09:49:33.292-04:00This is amazing, bleeding emotion and longing. The...This is amazing, bleeding emotion and longing. These are particularly apt descriptions of pain:<br /><br />"I cannot stop the stars from wheeling,<br />Nor my tears from wandering out among them"<br /><br />"I long to lay my head easy<br />Where curve meets silence<br />And die there, content"<br /><br />"But still filled with the same sharp need...<br />I am a rain of useless poems--<br />I am the sand, with the tide receding--<br />I am nobody's woman."<br /><br />Incredible work, Shay. I'm so thankful for your "useless poems."<br /><br />~Shawna<br />rosemarymint.wordpress.com✿https://www.blogger.com/profile/01044032159371976375noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-3861668676496678862012-04-18T05:46:35.324-04:002012-04-18T05:46:35.324-04:00Thank you, everyone, for the wonderful comments.Thank you, everyone, for the wonderful comments.Fireblossomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07040525704916368792noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-42517332943543784912012-04-17T19:57:33.910-04:002012-04-17T19:57:33.910-04:00Wowzers! Hard to believe that the first poem gave ...Wowzers! Hard to believe that the first poem gave birth to the second. They're so different in tone. I love them both. The first is kinda sassy, and the second is heartbreaking.Lolamousehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12508347229501155001noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-55800329339915395632012-04-17T19:02:49.482-04:002012-04-17T19:02:49.482-04:00Oh, Shay, this is marvelous. I was glad to be intr...Oh, Shay, this is marvelous. I was glad to be introduced to the black cat in the first poem, although that is certainly not necessary to feel so strongly the second one. It breaks my heart for you. And for me. I am someone's woman, but feel so alone so much of the time. I think your poem will be meaningful to more women than you can even imagine.Lydiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11135393270656573516noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-13118487241429199302012-04-17T18:47:17.485-04:002012-04-17T18:47:17.485-04:00These are both wonderful. Sherry always says what ...These are both wonderful. Sherry always says what I want to say, must be our parallel upbringings mere blocks from one another.<br />I love the first poem, no doubt about it, "never let the half moon in or listen to a cat" is just priceless, but there is so much in the second to speak to the heart of a woman. Those of us who are old (and of course I'm not speaking for Sherry here) never believe it in our hearts. I remember one of my great-aunts telling me, in her 90s, that she still felt young inside.<br />Thanks for these, Shay. You are wonderful.<br />KKay L. Davieshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09966266404058177742noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-65305841282139101422012-04-17T18:29:16.765-04:002012-04-17T18:29:16.765-04:00I dreamt that I knelt at night to the water's ...I dreamt that I knelt at night to the water's edge,<br />A falling leaf to the dark-eyed deep;<br />A girl again,<br />Running her hand through the blue future.<br /><br /><br />I just love this and the bit about the cardinal, too! Such unique and beautiful expression.Hannahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10124956200834969600noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-3443630499967709162012-04-17T17:59:43.087-04:002012-04-17T17:59:43.087-04:00Here I am, no longer young,
But still filled with ...Here I am, no longer young,<br />But still filled with the same sharp need...<br />I am a rain of useless poems--<br />I am the sand, with the tide receding--<br /><br /><br />...my favorite time to walk on the beach for the beauty and treasure left behind snuggled in the sand. <br /><br />I love brevity in poetry (like your first) and one that packs a punch<br /><br />and the second is soft and full of longing (love the muffins in the night) and yearning.<br /><br />I have to agree with Kerry.... never throw anything out... Both are awesoeme, Shay.Margarethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00007201357693227614noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-7938396582800511732012-04-17T17:38:58.051-04:002012-04-17T17:38:58.051-04:00So interesting to see the combination of these!
...So interesting to see the combination of these! <br /><br />There is a lot in both of them, regardless of their lengths...I love seeing your poetic alchemy.Hannah Stephensonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15792203070774504501noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-31224118812590903662012-04-17T16:16:54.106-04:002012-04-17T16:16:54.106-04:00You have done it again...wow. This is just so amaz...You have done it again...wow. This is just so amazing. I'm at a loss for words to express how much I am moved by these poems.Mystic_Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00099062213372011260noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-66835398611867302772012-04-17T15:24:01.653-04:002012-04-17T15:24:01.653-04:00Girl, that is freaking amazing!Girl, that is freaking amazing!Maude Lynnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03669688074743095866noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-69581040463349702892012-04-17T12:18:42.007-04:002012-04-17T12:18:42.007-04:00amazing process
I love them bothamazing process<br />I love them bothDiannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02946500110072411468noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-13176094617535938432012-04-16T23:32:06.641-04:002012-04-16T23:32:06.641-04:00I have to say that I liked both poems very much. T...I have to say that I liked both poems very much. To me, each stands on its own quite strongly; there is no real interdependency of the two other than from the perspective of the writer.Semaphorehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16945917520773585129noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-2243220684667732952012-04-16T23:22:41.826-04:002012-04-16T23:22:41.826-04:00If you did not say that the first poem was the ...If you did not say that the first poem was the 'root' of the second poem, I never would have known. There is such a deep sadness in the second poem, and in ways I can identify. You certainly do not write a 'rain of useless poems.'Maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07366010389846904663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-29964813285705579842012-04-16T23:02:40.825-04:002012-04-16T23:02:40.825-04:00They are both beautiful. You are such an amazing ...They are both beautiful. You are such an amazing poet.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-25739217921856457312012-04-16T22:56:19.913-04:002012-04-16T22:56:19.913-04:00The first poem led into the second superbly...I lo...The first poem led into the second superbly...I love them both. I must say you are not a rain of useless poems :) I do feel that way at times though.Susie Clevengerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09239990133754328967noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-24680389937544728062012-04-16T22:49:24.932-04:002012-04-16T22:49:24.932-04:00"Tea in the painted cup
frost upon the mat
ne..."Tea in the painted cup<br />frost upon the mat<br />never let the half moon in<br />or listen to a cat."<br /><br />Awesome. Add another one to the list of "must get this tattooed on my body someday".HermanTurniphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15448138758753193112noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-80613379241983210712012-04-16T20:18:50.784-04:002012-04-16T20:18:50.784-04:00The use of repetition in this piece is judicious a...The use of repetition in this piece is judicious and effective, in the right place at the right time. Well-built, valedictory and with just the right amount of emotionAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-8244202435710337102012-04-16T19:22:22.740-04:002012-04-16T19:22:22.740-04:00That first poem was a treat to read, the second wa...That first poem was a treat to read, the second was a heart-wrencher. To feel no connection... you created that perfectly. You made me feel it.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12460881702249079009noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-13176133090233442582012-04-16T14:02:38.639-04:002012-04-16T14:02:38.639-04:00You never cease to amaze me. I adore the first one...You never cease to amaze me. I adore the first one and the second poem... all I can say is that it's so beautiful, sensuous. I especially like the second stanza.Laurie Kolphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07494759781947881343noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-71264253302294208222012-04-16T13:23:12.494-04:002012-04-16T13:23:12.494-04:00I love them both in very different ways. The first...I love them both in very different ways. The first crisps and crackles, as Hedgie said. But the loneliness of the second poem is breathtaking. The woman baking muffins in her kitchen at night for comfort. I so resonate with this poem, no longer young but still with the same needs and yearnings and young heart. Your "rain of useless poems" is a brilliant phrase, but I reared up rejecting the line as your poems are pure gifts to those of us who read them, and admire your brilliance in pure wonder.Sherry Blue Skyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10769154286598233146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-20617132928341608802012-04-16T12:44:36.653-04:002012-04-16T12:44:36.653-04:00Writing, editing, rewriting ... you manage to come...Writing, editing, rewriting ... you manage to come up with gem after gem. I read both poems several times until I could clearly see how one became the other!Helenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16619199535376925989noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-12678470177737599122012-04-16T12:44:02.009-04:002012-04-16T12:44:02.009-04:00Wow - two poems! Glorious.Wow - two poems! Glorious.Lynnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13984802196897920610noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-62284056448274721422012-04-16T12:04:35.500-04:002012-04-16T12:04:35.500-04:00I liked this technique: post a wonderful poem, the...I liked this technique: post a wonderful poem, then post an even better version of it. <br /><br />There is such longing, such a razor loneliness, and the tom knows that. He's no better, nor am I or for that matter, anyone who reads and truly feels this. <br /><br />Seriously wish I had your talent. Your pal, MoskBuddah Moskowitzhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06839068145732552328noreply@blogger.com