tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3085060456614543389.post5255759957474831432..comments2022-11-17T01:57:53.560-08:00Comments on People Running, People Walking: Forty Days and Nights: Love Stories. 36. The Pieces of the Dreams that You HaveSuzannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00116606925742513490noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3085060456614543389.post-23657662443473797282011-07-11T07:05:41.096-07:002011-07-11T07:05:41.096-07:00i love the finding and the pruning. and the irres...i love the finding and the pruning. and the irresponsible bonfires.Anna Bhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02376781793087491281noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3085060456614543389.post-49565763815673667622011-07-08T01:51:43.872-07:002011-07-08T01:51:43.872-07:00I love the last line especially (and love the brig...I love the last line especially (and love the bright pure stream of long-lived love in so many of these stories). Do you know the poem by Robley Wilson "I Wish in the City of Your Heart"? - Your story, and that last line in particular, brings it to my mind:<br /><br /><i>I wish in the city of your heart<br />you would let me be the street<br />where you walk when you are most<br />yourself. I imagine the houses:<br />It has been raining, but the rain<br />is done, and the children kept home<br />have begun opening their doors. </i>Emma Jhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05445947251876802806noreply@blogger.com