tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post3942182883935426349..comments2024-03-28T19:48:05.247-04:00Comments on Shay's Word Garden (Poetry & Such Like): InterludeFireblossomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07040525704916368792noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-8147017327544821232011-02-28T14:25:04.239-05:002011-02-28T14:25:04.239-05:00The imagery in this is just glorious.The imagery in this is just glorious.Maude Lynnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03669688074743095866noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-62077639612056813792011-02-27T11:58:03.391-05:002011-02-27T11:58:03.391-05:00Love, love, love it! Divine intervention always se...Love, love, love it! Divine intervention always seems followed by lesser experiences. The Baptist corpses slay me here. And the comparison between the dreary deadness of religion and the lively faith of spiritual mysticism is a burst of genius!Ami Mattisonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12391930163467566669noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-59997545875307525622011-02-26T17:50:39.355-05:002011-02-26T17:50:39.355-05:00Dreams of gypsies tramps and resurrectionists tran...Dreams of gypsies tramps and resurrectionists transformed into crawling up the barb wire slopes pretty well take us along that whole journey from the sublime to the dismal that is this rollar coaster we ride. The imagery speaks in its own language, a sense a bird might have midflight falling suddenly out of the sky...<br /><br />The only wagon I've found going away from job is age, but I like yours better.hedgewitchhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13090696134322515899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-69672178781166325032011-02-26T14:56:02.012-05:002011-02-26T14:56:02.012-05:00What can I say, Shay? Such clear and beautiful ima...What can I say, Shay? Such clear and beautiful imagery. Is there anything worse than going back to job?TALONhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03205633556998220372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-85540184306556276202011-02-26T14:44:12.232-05:002011-02-26T14:44:12.232-05:00I really like this image - Conventions fell away f...I really like this image - Conventions fell away from them like dust from the wings of Romany-speaking red-tailed hawks<br /><br />BeautifulAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-45948988101428275192011-02-26T13:40:13.832-05:002011-02-26T13:40:13.832-05:00I'm not able to be nearly so elegant in my pra...I'm not able to be nearly so elegant in my praise as everyone else, simply cuz I haven't had enough coffee yet and my brain isn't functioning at an optimum level. So, I'm just gonna go with,<br /><br />girl, you fuc*ing rock!<br /><br />Another fantabulous poem!Ravenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03290572009221670011noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-44369740410584370022011-02-26T11:24:34.565-05:002011-02-26T11:24:34.565-05:00Your writing transcends, it is on a whole other pl...Your writing transcends, it is on a whole other plane and I so love to just keep reading and reading. Some especially brilliant lines: "like light to one nocturnally born", "a trap door into momentary solace" (damn!!!!!), and "a congregation of Baptist corpses singing." You are amazing. Truly.Sherry Blue Skyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10769154286598233146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-74412632798282888962011-02-26T10:28:34.582-05:002011-02-26T10:28:34.582-05:00Dear One,
You create characters of such lively tra...Dear One,<br />You create characters of such lively trait. I want to meet each one, share good wine and hearty bread; hear their stories. Tell them that they are wondrous and perfect in their evolution.<br />Pleasure, as always.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12460881702249079009noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-84701331817606267662011-02-26T09:52:50.735-05:002011-02-26T09:52:50.735-05:00the morning after sucks.the morning after sucks.ellen abbotthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00535475792150335186noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-55174563713351217632011-02-26T08:29:34.563-05:002011-02-26T08:29:34.563-05:00I STILL want to know how in the
h--- you do it! ...I STILL want to know how in the <br />h--- you do it! Every day (or just about! Always mind-blowing! <br /><br />I am hoping to find out (via some explosive scandal) that you are not one single person, but instead a community of like-minded poets who take turns writing phenomenal poems and then fling themselves onto the floor, spent, waiting until the rotation is complete and it's their turn again.<br /><br />I loved the line about the "scrub weed barbed wire slope' along with the simile about the red tail hawk.Sioux Roslawskihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17924021828536277618noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-31276218273262428462011-02-26T08:03:55.578-05:002011-02-26T08:03:55.578-05:00I like how you, Tiger-friend, manage to weave reli...I like how you, Tiger-friend, manage to weave religious imagery with a poem about....hmmm....I was about to say a meeting with a couple of sisters. But then I realized the whole thing is about religious imagery and that these two sisters serve a transcendent function. These *sisters* transport you into: 1) connection that leads to tran-scendence; 2) Renewal of faith; 3) Glorias;4) The hell of obligation. <br />Damn, your good!<br />xoxo<br />Weasel-friendLa Belette Rougehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05686717070120116918noreply@blogger.com