tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513996779520996885.post8749114166103050385..comments2023-06-21T08:32:31.823-03:00Comments on An exercise on existing: A separationKenia Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12893148474912410033noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513996779520996885.post-79963204648508632382014-06-25T01:28:44.793-03:002014-06-25T01:28:44.793-03:00Kenia, so wonderful to read you again, even in thi...Kenia, so wonderful to read you again, even in this heartbreak of a setting. Your second, the translation - es portugues? Love you, dear soul AmyAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513996779520996885.post-72135686443972767972014-06-24T23:00:26.284-03:002014-06-24T23:00:26.284-03:00Painful--but like Kerry said--achingly beautifulPainful--but like Kerry said--achingly beautifulAudrey Howitt aka Divaloungerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06854425983822589062noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513996779520996885.post-43407933785417182972014-06-24T21:37:46.499-03:002014-06-24T21:37:46.499-03:00Painful and beautiful.Painful and beautiful.ayalahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13243362803799877014noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513996779520996885.post-82635895526614816322014-06-24T14:08:24.897-03:002014-06-24T14:08:24.897-03:00Painful shoes, feet, heart. It's enough to ma...Painful shoes, feet, heart. It's enough to make one sit down instead of walking. It's enough to shake dust from the shoes and put a shawl on.Susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05723639294340760325noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513996779520996885.post-48638854081329001422014-06-24T01:44:40.793-03:002014-06-24T01:44:40.793-03:00you are a wizard, Kenia ~you are a wizard, Kenia ~Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513996779520996885.post-30645005937530929452014-06-23T23:08:32.965-03:002014-06-23T23:08:32.965-03:00Such pain in this...love not returned is such agon...Such pain in this...love not returned is such agonySusie Clevengerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09239990133754328967noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513996779520996885.post-75706369252851241252014-06-23T18:41:04.621-03:002014-06-23T18:41:04.621-03:00now I lose sight of you
before I can embrace your ...now I lose sight of you<br />before I can embrace your shoulders<br />you forget me<br />before the dust covers my footsteps<br /><br />Sadly things may not work out. Pity that feelings for a loved one are not reciprocated. Very common occurrence when growing up though! Good write Kenia!<br /><br />Hank.kaykualahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03240206222973305395noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513996779520996885.post-55514766103274494852014-06-23T12:17:36.338-03:002014-06-23T12:17:36.338-03:00"you forget me
before the dust covers my foot..."you forget me<br />before the dust covers my footsteps." Such sadness.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513996779520996885.post-86070174236648263972014-06-23T11:47:48.784-03:002014-06-23T11:47:48.784-03:00Wow... I hope for everyone that travellers should ...Wow... I hope for everyone that travellers should never part for the sake of journeys spent!!Arushi Ahujahttp://thetaleofaglobetrotter.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513996779520996885.post-28635915174160479612014-06-23T10:29:14.966-03:002014-06-23T10:29:14.966-03:00So achingly beautiful, Kenia. These lines so caref...So achingly beautiful, Kenia. These lines so carefully express the give and take of love, makes me want to weep.<br /><br />our uncertain feet<br /><br />belong to roads<br />which only cross this time.<br />Kerry O'Connorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00720862912375945249noreply@blogger.com