tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2757540315561595440.post8813542938160355614..comments2023-11-14T13:20:35.522+00:00Comments on Twigger's stuff: There's no placeTwiggerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14023495597504960458noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2757540315561595440.post-75943623478298755312012-12-08T19:56:52.164+00:002012-12-08T19:56:52.164+00:00Very well done!Very well done!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2757540315561595440.post-58637520620441274402012-12-08T09:00:28.860+00:002012-12-08T09:00:28.860+00:00Thanks Lynne, your comments fit exactly the way I ...Thanks Lynne, your comments fit exactly the way I wanted it to read. Thanks for reading more than once! :0)Twiggerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14023495597504960458noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2757540315561595440.post-46119318846059239492012-12-08T08:52:30.036+00:002012-12-08T08:52:30.036+00:00Really enjoyed reading this - several times over. ...Really enjoyed reading this - several times over. Merely as a narrative it catches your interest, elicits your sympathy, moves you forward, and eventually brings you to its pitiful, inevitable finale.<br /><br />Reading again to savour the metre, rhythm and imagery I enjoyed particularly 'sarcastic showers of icy rain', and 'winter's boning-knife'. The prosaic quality of 'tea, and egg and chips,' and 'a grille with warm air venting from a kitchen in the basement, keep it all real while pulling in the larger, grander themes of poverty, rejection, and death. Love it, Rob. LxLynnehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15385150635938870512noreply@blogger.com