tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4755057414023086513.post5356543355966759153..comments2024-02-22T03:23:13.283-08:00Comments on Uvi Poznansky: AmbiguityUvi Poznanskyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18012996442597946624noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4755057414023086513.post-53131820909940026432013-07-16T14:10:50.612-07:002013-07-16T14:10:50.612-07:00Thank you so much Sheila! :)Thank you so much Sheila! :)Uvi Poznanskyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18012996442597946624noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4755057414023086513.post-55297777417044648012013-07-16T13:17:34.600-07:002013-07-16T13:17:34.600-07:00Wow! What a lovely sculpture and what lovely symbo...Wow! What a lovely sculpture and what lovely symbolism.Sheila Deethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13465615546936319164noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4755057414023086513.post-30852185528330966692012-06-25T09:47:44.577-07:002012-06-25T09:47:44.577-07:00Thank you so much, Shyam!Thank you so much, Shyam!Uvi Poznanskyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18012996442597946624noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4755057414023086513.post-61519739008432385512012-06-25T09:35:53.023-07:002012-06-25T09:35:53.023-07:00Exquiste!Exquiste!Shyam_adrifthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00095775590292870402noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4755057414023086513.post-70085246116988470452012-06-25T08:15:40.317-07:002012-06-25T08:15:40.317-07:00What can I say to this beautiful story, but Wow!
...What can I say to this beautiful story, but Wow!<br /><br />Thank you so, so much, dear Britton!Uvi Poznanskyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18012996442597946624noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4755057414023086513.post-37884780457993286962012-06-25T08:03:39.285-07:002012-06-25T08:03:39.285-07:00"Without you I am nothing!" He moans and..."Without you I am nothing!" He moans and yells at her back. Her hand is on the doorknob.<br /><br />She laughs, scornfully, thinking about this dramatic show of too-little-too-late emotions. <br /><br />"Don't go. I will fall apart without you." He speaks to the air, for she is gone, the door clicking closed mournfully.<br /><br />Days later, when she comes back...not for him...but for the rest of her belongings, she lets herself in with the key. She is relaxed, calm-he is at the office, working.<br /><br />So it is with a scream, and utter shock when she finds him there, on the floor, in spiraled pieces, their shimmering beauty belying the ugly truth...the truth he had tried, finally, to express to her. She wishes she had listened.Britton Minorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04095446985643011393noreply@blogger.com