tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5244453500886317355.post7009636679577594232..comments2023-05-30T03:44:04.995-04:00Comments on Like the Feathers of an Arrow: When the Last # is Laid to RestRMPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04054771419356465116noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5244453500886317355.post-5467924737799634392013-04-23T23:32:44.497-04:002013-04-23T23:32:44.497-04:00What an experience you had to be able to listen to...What an experience you had to be able to listen to their stories. A wonderful retelling here. Reminded me of one of the most moving accounts I've read of survivors of the Holocaust--The Hiding Place by Corrie ten Boom.Jennifer Wagnerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04344877737695801883noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5244453500886317355.post-43469870515311942952013-04-23T20:21:48.887-04:002013-04-23T20:21:48.887-04:00Excellent work--reminds me of the feelings I had w...Excellent work--reminds me of the feelings I had when I first read the Elie Wiesel book _Night_. i'm glad you were there to capture this.Jeffhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10858791213787473858noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5244453500886317355.post-72450136955119726602013-04-22T09:22:22.422-04:002013-04-22T09:22:22.422-04:00This is a tremendous piece of writing. In part, be...This is a tremendous piece of writing. In part, because it doesn't set out to be. Its low key, matter-of-fact character is one of the really good things about it. As Mary says, it is chilling and that is a mark of its excellence.Dave Kinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08430484174826768488noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5244453500886317355.post-64845346931166042752013-04-20T19:16:15.078-04:002013-04-20T19:16:15.078-04:00Oh this is so moving, so sad. It must have been q...Oh this is so moving, so sad. It must have been quite an experience listening to these two survivors speak. There can't be many around anymore. Only one time in my life did I see the arm of a person who had his number (concentration camp) tattooed. It was chilling. Your poem was chilling indeed.Maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07366010389846904663noreply@blogger.com