tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post6496398275644749469..comments2024-03-29T07:11:54.743-04:00Comments on Shay's Word Garden (Poetry & Such Like): The Goblin Girl (A Child's Fairy Story)Fireblossomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07040525704916368792noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-7573568366366394592022-10-24T20:27:05.723-04:002022-10-24T20:27:05.723-04:00Wow! Beautifully written, as ever, Shay. The rhy...Wow! Beautifully written, as ever, Shay. The rhyme, the rhythm, the starkness of this tale but my god, it's dark! I want the curse removed from her, please let there be a part two where she has a little luck and something goes right for her. That stanza about the bird falling at her feet is so vivid. Sunra Rainzhttps://sunrarainz.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-47905765931464194622022-10-23T09:12:41.465-04:002022-10-23T09:12:41.465-04:00You have not just used the style of Rossetti and h...You have not just used the style of Rossetti and her period, but captured its civilized devastation, its mannered little scalpels of metaphor that lay out the bones and muscle of an emotion without the slightest bit of unsightly blood. Goblin Market has always been a difficult poem for me to grasp, but yours is crystal. The singsong rhyme and meter is so deceptively sweet, yet the sense of something ominous and dark never fully rises from under its mask, its blurred disguise, til the last stanza, where it is revealed so dramatically. So sorry I couldn't write for this one, but you have more than made up for anything I might have attempted with the quality of this poem.hedgewitchhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13090696134322515899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-23086730818415034872022-10-22T22:12:48.757-04:002022-10-22T22:12:48.757-04:00Perfetto. Not just an homage, a deepening if you w...Perfetto. Not just an homage, a deepening if you will. qbithttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08373768695201177514noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-57183121412205660922022-10-21T19:17:02.618-04:002022-10-21T19:17:02.618-04:00Your Mommie Dearest poems are like a punch in the ...Your Mommie Dearest poems are like a punch in the gut. These lines made me catch my breath ... "to dream of peacocks and peahens crying for the bride whose lily is cut and dying" ... exquisite.Helenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16619199535376925989noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-31644222154431898622022-10-21T11:53:54.480-04:002022-10-21T11:53:54.480-04:00Deadly the curse when its source is one's mot...Deadly the curse when its source is one's mother! That reveal catches us by surprise, cuts to the core, even as it clinches the Goblin Girl's lost-ness, her homelessness. Rosetti's influence shines through. I admire the ironic use of the ordered mertric/rhyming form to emphasize the disordered form of her psyche. How much more forlorn she seems, and doomed in her wanderings! Wonderful poetry as always, Shay. You never disappoint :)Dorahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10924099003278944038noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-31030340139129065572022-10-20T18:39:22.196-04:002022-10-20T18:39:22.196-04:00I love the metre of this poem, and the excellent r...I love the metre of this poem, and the excellent rhyming, as well as the story told, of Goblin Girl, whose curse is so fittingly explained in the closing stanza. I especially enjoyed the thorny brambles stanza.Sherry Blue Skyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01926508656571639801noreply@blogger.com