Beautiful. Thank you. Made me cry. This morning imagining the countless ways that Dick touched hearts and souls in his long lifetime, his many students. I am so grateful to be among those who knew Dick as teacher, friend, supporter. Thank you Ken for being at his side. I am sorry for your loss. So much love from here to the higher place where Dick's spirit now resides.
"arms raised like the semaphore saguaros surrounding him. He admonishes the young stones to remain" thank you for this gorgeous writing and most thoughtful sentiments about your friend. What a moving piece of writing, and inspirational for us.
Yes, the Stones. Richard Shelton taught me--with this poem---that all rocks are alive. It is always this way in my writing. Thank you, Richard, for so much, Janice
The rocks are indeed alive. So glad you got to experience his teaching--he always considered himself more of a teacher than poet...he was great at both!
How wonderful--congrats on the book. He was always a fan of new writers, and I credit him with where I am today as a writer. I hope to carry on the work...
This a beautiful tribute to a man who came into your life when he was most needed and the beautiful friendship that was manifested. His memory is a blessing for you and all of us. <3
Beautiful. Thank you. Made me cry. This morning imagining the countless ways that Dick touched hearts and souls in his long lifetime, his many students. I am so grateful to be among those who knew Dick as teacher, friend, supporter. Thank you Ken for being at his side. I am sorry for your loss. So much love from here to the higher place where Dick's spirit now resides.
You are so welcome, Jojo. Yes, he touched so many lives...the best I can do is carry a bit of that forward. So appreciate your kind words...
"arms raised like the semaphore saguaros surrounding him. He admonishes the young stones to remain" thank you for this gorgeous writing and most thoughtful sentiments about your friend. What a moving piece of writing, and inspirational for us.
Thank you! So appreciate this--and I'm so glad it touched you...
Rare is the man who really knows stones.
Indeed. We should all study and know the stones better....
Yes, the Stones. Richard Shelton taught me--with this poem---that all rocks are alive. It is always this way in my writing. Thank you, Richard, for so much, Janice
The rocks are indeed alive. So glad you got to experience his teaching--he always considered himself more of a teacher than poet...he was great at both!
Ken, i never took a class, but read so much of his work and he was very kind to me. He read a sloppy manuscript of mine that later turned into a book.
How wonderful--congrats on the book. He was always a fan of new writers, and I credit him with where I am today as a writer. I hope to carry on the work...
I don’t think I have ever thanked you for sharing the Walking Rain reviews with me years ago- it’s how I was introduced to Richard Shelton. Thank you!
Thanks so much Jody, for being in my life. It's my honor to share him with you.
This a beautiful tribute to a man who came into your life when he was most needed and the beautiful friendship that was manifested. His memory is a blessing for you and all of us. <3
Thanks for this, Pamela. Yes, his memory will carry on and continue to bless us.
Beautiful,, Ken. Your friendship to him was such a gift. Thank you for tending to him and sharing all those good stories.
Thanks Alison--really appreciate your kind words. Yes, a gift that went both ways...I will always carry him with me.
How lucky you were. How lucky we are.
Thank you.
Yes...well said. And the luck will continue I'm sure...
So sorry for your loss. Thanks for sharing his words.
Thank you, Karen...his loss is hard, but his words will go on, as you know I'm sure.