tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9172362715981729508.post125405292167700921..comments2024-02-23T15:37:13.817+02:00Comments on Skywriting: Made For SilenceKerry O'Connorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00720862912375945249noreply@blogger.comBlogger19125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9172362715981729508.post-18852148183634606662018-01-31T18:14:17.329+02:002018-01-31T18:14:17.329+02:00So stunning, Kerry!So stunning, Kerry!Bekkie Sanchezhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16300001421561443693noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9172362715981729508.post-87136237769273155902018-01-30T20:27:42.549+02:002018-01-30T20:27:42.549+02:00ah. so it is. piercing. ah. so it is. piercing. grapelinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14929030339206629628noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9172362715981729508.post-34809478205735163392018-01-29T21:03:57.519+02:002018-01-29T21:03:57.519+02:00You showed the power of words and I felt the pregn...You showed the power of words and I felt the pregnant silence in the last lines. Great write!Vivian Zemshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09588008375525403964noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9172362715981729508.post-18651958641910480582018-01-29T20:13:06.871+02:002018-01-29T20:13:06.871+02:00Beautiful, Kerry.Beautiful, Kerry.Fireblossomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07040525704916368792noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9172362715981729508.post-86566383616806600452018-01-29T14:49:21.256+02:002018-01-29T14:49:21.256+02:00I have just come from reading Brendan's poem, ...I have just come from reading Brendan's poem, so this echoed response rings with both its feeling for me, and its own--the feeling of the listener, observer, the bird on the wire who sings back when and what it can to its own kind (and to whatever ear may hear)--the bird that also knows too well the loneliness of silence.hedgewitchhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13090696134322515899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9172362715981729508.post-52011360545418985442018-01-29T03:58:41.004+02:002018-01-29T03:58:41.004+02:00A sensitive difficult situation to bear, and to wr...A sensitive difficult situation to bear, and to write about with such quiet.purplepeninportland.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07842681508730093858noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9172362715981729508.post-76959138254179487582018-01-29T02:43:54.996+02:002018-01-29T02:43:54.996+02:00My tongue was not made for silence
and yet to kee...My tongue was not made for silence<br /><br />and yet to keep still, to know when words are not enough or will not be heard, can't be received - sometimes within this is another gift, to the one who listens .... and blisters with the moment ...<br /><br />I really love how you've set this up, each stanza specific .... and how even within the darkness, in the night, you've conjured the magic of reaching for the light .... what lines: listening to the rain whisper her words<br />of love to the leaves and grass<br /><br />this is such a quietly present poem .... has such strength and dignity within its grace :)WildChild47https://www.blogger.com/profile/05903357601592060653noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9172362715981729508.post-83089922942706718222018-01-28T22:16:40.820+02:002018-01-28T22:16:40.820+02:00Sometimes the best way our words can heal others i...Sometimes the best way our words can heal others is by staying in our hearts. I think this is difficult thing to do for anyone. And for those of us who live in words, the act is almost unbearable (at least, for me), but we do it anyway, don't we? Because we know the value of the right words... unsaid. Magaly Guerrerohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18295455026184103230noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9172362715981729508.post-52734824400944638442018-01-28T20:42:09.753+02:002018-01-28T20:42:09.753+02:00This is such a great comment. Thank you.This is such a great comment. Thank you.Kerry O'Connorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00720862912375945249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9172362715981729508.post-45439873931350463562018-01-28T19:30:04.775+02:002018-01-28T19:30:04.775+02:00This is so beautiful, it hurts. I can feel that sm...This is so beautiful, it hurts. I can feel that small bird in the rain. Sigh. Gorgeous, Kerry.Sherry Blue Skyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01926508656571639801noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9172362715981729508.post-26040113388100250882018-01-28T16:59:42.568+02:002018-01-28T16:59:42.568+02:00This positively speaks for me right now. So that&#...This positively speaks for me right now. So that's something even though you (we) can't speak freely to whom we want to, we can speak to each other (and all really) through poems. colleenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16669375650785054059noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9172362715981729508.post-4785183250900133512018-01-28T15:26:22.691+02:002018-01-28T15:26:22.691+02:00I am gratified to know these words reached out, th...I am gratified to know these words reached out, though I can barely make sense of the silence myself.Kerry O'Connorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00720862912375945249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9172362715981729508.post-71043438356364694772018-01-28T15:21:30.961+02:002018-01-28T15:21:30.961+02:00Certainly, I would have no words of my own, were i...Certainly, I would have no words of my own, were it not for the words of my friends in poetry. Thank you for yours.Kerry O'Connorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00720862912375945249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9172362715981729508.post-20297976767597697522018-01-28T14:44:09.583+02:002018-01-28T14:44:09.583+02:00Especially poignant for me just now, as I happen t...Especially poignant for me just now, as I happen to be in exactly that situation with someone, and it's an effort to remain silent though I know it is best. But your words here reach me, and it's a help to read them.Rosemary Nissen-Wadehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05913841031559499568noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9172362715981729508.post-54426926748810729562018-01-28T14:16:14.551+02:002018-01-28T14:16:14.551+02:00This is so delicately beautiful - sad and comforti...This is so delicately beautiful - sad and comforting all at one. It's just amazing.Rommyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11810721515248103148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9172362715981729508.post-84312529021921876762018-01-28T13:32:21.209+02:002018-01-28T13:32:21.209+02:00I'm sure your voice came to me from afar askin...I'm sure your voice came to me from afar asking about words that haven't yet been found, wet and heavy enough for the spaces ripped into hearts. To write the poem is to search for those words. Philomela's tongue was severed but the nightingale she became turned nocturne into wing and wind. We sing on. Silence is the great void our tiny voices echo through. Brendanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03983584155125369291noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9172362715981729508.post-4244727322699575662018-01-28T13:24:25.151+02:002018-01-28T13:24:25.151+02:00This is so beautiful, Kerry! I resonate with words...This is so beautiful, Kerry! I resonate with words that are sometimes unable to heal another.Sanaa Rizvihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06681404650477409830noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9172362715981729508.post-73242614781930786072018-01-28T11:36:31.998+02:002018-01-28T11:36:31.998+02:00Love it... the concluding lines... and how you beg...Love it... the concluding lines... and how you begin. I feel that words are sometimes not enough to bridge a chasm. Speaking and listening goes together. brudberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12563403553536472377noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9172362715981729508.post-6094022678837831622018-01-28T11:26:08.875+02:002018-01-28T11:26:08.875+02:00I love the partying verse especially - a glowing p...I love the partying verse especially - a glowing poem Jae Rosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11509244123008832611noreply@blogger.com