tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507673653895812509.post166686430414226180..comments2024-03-27T09:33:37.646+01:00Comments on Omnium: Her voice his eyesSean Jeatinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08978285783271305489noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507673653895812509.post-69242016001414901562014-05-25T00:28:28.752+02:002014-05-25T00:28:28.752+02:00Oh, and with almost five years delay, thank you fo...Oh, and with almost five years delay, thank you for your kind words, too, Claude.Sean Jeatinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08978285783271305489noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507673653895812509.post-13995037412115877072014-05-25T00:27:04.344+02:002014-05-25T00:27:04.344+02:00Ah, Andrew, thank you so much. That's a wonder...Ah, Andrew, thank you so much. That's a wonderful compliment.<br /><br />When installing that very widget I was not sure whether I like it, or not. Meanwhile I think it holds some nice "surprise" now and then, e.g. your com(pli)ment. Thank you again.Sean Jeatinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08978285783271305489noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507673653895812509.post-60111586081550862442014-05-24T20:24:03.338+02:002014-05-24T20:24:03.338+02:00It has been a long time, but the words remain stro...It has been a long time, but the words remain strong and profound.<br /><br />Your "You might also like" feature at the bottom of current posts so often takes me back to think I like to like again.Andrew MacLaren-Scotthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01275686573421308677noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507673653895812509.post-50294189277112957842009-08-08T00:59:30.336+02:002009-08-08T00:59:30.336+02:00I love the widgets which send us to older posts. S...I love the widgets which send us to older posts. Sometimes, we rediscover a shiny moment which had been forgotten.<br /><br />When I read this moving poem, I didn't know you had written it, Sean. As you could see (by my comment) it really spoke to me. I thought it was splendid that the poet would realize he didn't exist for the little girl. In her world, only her grandfather mattered to her.<br /><br />It's up to you, of course. But I wouldn't change a line, Sean. The relationship of love and trust is very intense. As it is expressed, it flows naturally and beautifully.<br /><br />Thank you again for the memories.:)Claudehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04307495672130972111noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507673653895812509.post-42893123773869169762009-04-14T01:19:00.000+02:002009-04-14T01:19:00.000+02:00Thank you all.
When stumbling upon the photo in my...Thank you all.<br />When stumbling upon the photo in my archive, suddenly the memory came back, and within minutes the story was told.<br />At least the lines 9-12 would not mind to get polished; perhaps, one day the words will come easy to me.<br /><br />Claudia,<br />interesting that my memories brought some of yours back. <br />Thanks for sharing them.Sean Jeatinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08978285783271305489noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507673653895812509.post-38401538676361078672009-04-11T13:21:00.000+02:002009-04-11T13:21:00.000+02:00beautiful Sean!And happy Easter.kindesthansbeautiful Sean!<BR/>And happy Easter.<BR/>kindest<BR/>hansInternation Musinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10693858277179002967noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507673653895812509.post-27379419731647164632009-04-09T09:07:00.000+02:002009-04-09T09:07:00.000+02:00Beautiful, both poem and image.Beautiful, both poem and image.jmbhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13563252743976699923noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507673653895812509.post-3303564352693660712009-04-09T07:25:00.000+02:002009-04-09T07:25:00.000+02:00Wow. That took my breath away. Beautiful. Stunning...Wow. That took my breath away. Beautiful. Stunning photo to complement the words.Janice Thomsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02506920585319893814noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507673653895812509.post-12989883648072942872009-04-09T01:09:00.000+02:002009-04-09T01:09:00.000+02:00Very beautiful :-)Very beautiful :-)CherryPiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11788084724907992076noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507673653895812509.post-22710678754490322002009-04-09T01:07:00.000+02:002009-04-09T01:07:00.000+02:00my sentiments Jams!my sentiments Jams!Nevinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14695297829881237662noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507673653895812509.post-67161124704757675942009-04-08T11:29:00.000+02:002009-04-08T11:29:00.000+02:00Superb poem and superb photo Sean. Bravo!Superb poem and superb photo Sean. Bravo!jams o donnellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17315325008175184363noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507673653895812509.post-2140323183749762502009-04-08T04:56:00.000+02:002009-04-08T04:56:00.000+02:00The dark Tower...The flaming sun...The poignant wo...The dark Tower...The flaming sun...<BR/>The poignant words...I don't know who wrote this beautiful poem. I'm so moved. Thank you, Sean. <BR/><BR/>I was four years old when my grandfather (a fisherman from Gaspé) came to live with us in Montréal. He was 84, and he was blind. We had a very special relationship. I took him for little walks. I helped him at mealtime. I put his spitoon next to his chair. For my little services, he would stop my very stern mother from punishing me when I was a bit naughty. We played hide-and-seek in the kitchen. And, at bedtime, he told me about his fishing days. I wrote our story in French. Pépère Smith was my whole world. When I was with him, nobody else existed for me.Claudehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04307495672130972111noreply@blogger.com