Comments on: Nothing here but clinker

By: Miles Away

Miles Away — Wed, 20 Jun 2007 17:56:11 +0000

there are no more words to say, other than a simple “yes”.

(melting is sometimes the only option)

By: Peach

Peach — Tue, 19 Jun 2007 15:51:25 +0000

hurray hurray hurray your wonderful posts win at last XXX

By: quick

quick — Tue, 19 Jun 2007 14:01:01 +0000

I liked this: Embracing the past for fear it might reach out and strangle if I don’t take its hands in mine.

I liked a lot else about it too.

But I liked that the most.

By: Neil

Neil — Mon, 18 Jun 2007 05:01:53 +0000

First time here. That was terrific!

By: Angelalala

Angelalala — Sun, 17 Jun 2007 21:32:41 +0000

You dunnit, you dunnit, you dunnit!

Congratulations, darling!

By: An Unreliable Witness

An Unreliable Witness — Sun, 17 Jun 2007 15:42:08 +0000

Thank you all for your thoughtful and understanding comments.

By: clarissa

clarissa — Sun, 17 Jun 2007 12:03:07 +0000

you conjured up images of my own childhood — though nothing at all like you have described; you rascal.

By: Cheerful One

Cheerful One — Sun, 17 Jun 2007 08:53:17 +0000

*sigh*

By: the lamb

the lamb — Sat, 16 Jun 2007 03:55:56 +0000

MRW — … deep breath. I, am, terrified.

By: annie

annie — Fri, 15 Jun 2007 12:59:09 +0000

“a…desire to warm the creaking floors”

is a lovely phrase

By: Clare

Clare — Fri, 15 Jun 2007 11:27:47 +0000

“Waste not want not what not.”

Nice.

I like this piece — it doesn’t only have words, it also has substance. The two go well together.

By: andre

andre — Fri, 15 Jun 2007 08:47:54 +0000

‘melt apart’ is a lovely phrase.

By: Daniel

Daniel — Fri, 15 Jun 2007 03:57:21 +0000

This passage reminded me of my mother telling me about hell when I was..hmm..probably 4. I asked her what it was like there. “It’s…awful.” Then she explained the concept of forever.

By: overnighteditor

overnighteditor — Fri, 15 Jun 2007 00:46:23 +0000

Think of all space, think of all time. Then think how small in space and time is each one of us.

It’s amazing we overlap at all. And when we do, we never think to say, we never get the chance, till it’s too late, or — as in your case — too soon.

By: Angelalala

Angelalala — Fri, 15 Jun 2007 00:11:38 +0000

Beautiful. Tragic. Evocative. Real. Touching. True.

Thank you x