tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14261952.post5570037032514620090..comments2011-12-19T01:41:10.004-06:00Ben Myershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03800127501735910966noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14261952.post-34907976422149622102011-12-19T01:41:10.005-06:002011-12-19T01:41:10.005-06:00Written by Ben<br />With a silver fountain pen<br />Words of reconciliation<br />Welcomed by Ms. ConciliationPamnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14261952.post-45706748223405441162011-12-16T21:27:43.281-06:002011-12-16T21:27:43.281-06:00All that brimming! Each face reminded me of what is just below the surface of the icon - inscrutable at one level, a reflection of the one who stands before it, all along with a hidden depth &amp; fullness. Beautiful, Ben, and so resonant.Katenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14261952.post-66805870546176070432011-12-16T19:14:44.453-06:002011-12-16T19:14:44.453-06:00Very fine stories, you to Josh, Obliged. (now to get them down to 6 words like Sherman Alexis&#39; 6 word story project, i.e. Murder-suicide &#39;I followed her to his house.&#39;)danielhttp://rosenzweigshmuesn.blogspot.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14261952.post-565164521425099842011-12-16T13:18:55.601-06:002011-12-16T13:18:55.601-06:00Beautiful, twisting surprise. Today I dropped my son off at my ex-wife&#39;s and she got mad at me for something in her life that I don&#39;t know about and I got all quiet inside, and curious, like I sometimes do. She said, &quot;It&#39;s not like we&#39;re living this crazy, evil life of sin over here!&quot; and I blinked silently at her and thought how little we ever know of the hurt that sits inside another.josh barkeyhttp://joshbarkey.blogspot.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14261952.post-64131075846269332072011-12-15T15:24:39.885-06:002011-12-15T15:24:39.885-06:00beautiful and oh so true...cherylhttp://www.holdthisspace.org.aunoreply@blogger.com