Ed Crane
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Type | Title | Author | Replies | Last updated |
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Story | The human world | Parson Thru | 7 | 5 years 4 weeks ago |
Story | The Pub | jolono | 23 | 5 years 1 month ago |
Story | Summer has been switched off | Parson Thru | 4 | 5 years 1 month ago |
Story | When the light fades | Parson Thru | 7 | 5 years 1 month ago |
Story | Starfish to Flint | littleditty | 10 | 5 years 1 month ago |
Story | Parapet of a stone bridge just the other side of Newton | Parson Thru | 5 | 5 years 1 month ago |
Story | Crooked Timber | Ewan | 6 | 5 years 1 month ago |
Story | La belleza | Parson Thru | 11 | 5 years 1 month ago |
Story | Heaven-sent | Parson Thru | 9 | 5 years 1 month ago |
Story | Down among the weeds | Parson Thru | 2 | 5 years 2 months ago |
Story | Maintaining distance | Parson Thru | 7 | 5 years 2 months ago |
Story | Puddle of land | celticman | 18 | 5 years 2 months ago |
Story | Buses | Parson Thru | 31 | 5 years 3 months ago |
Story | Freedom in absentia | Parson Thru | 12 | 5 years 3 months ago |
Story | Not dark yet | Parson Thru | 28 | 5 years 4 months ago |
Story | A Hymn for Silent Bells | Ewan | 4 | 5 years 4 months ago |
Story | Changing Hands Part 3 | Ed Crane | 0 | 5 years 4 months ago |
Story | Ullswater (haiku) | Ed Crane | 8 | 5 years 4 months ago |
Story | Changing Hands part 2 (revised title) | Ed Crane | 5 | 5 years 4 months ago |
Story | Memory and sacred places | Parson Thru | 14 | 5 years 4 months ago |
Story | Changing Hands (revised title) | Ed Crane | 7 | 5 years 4 months ago |
Story | Imaginings at Tebay | Parson Thru | 9 | 5 years 4 months ago |
Story | Reading room | Parson Thru | 16 | 5 years 4 months ago |
Story | Chance | Parson Thru | 4 | 5 years 4 months ago |
Story | Catharsis | Parson Thru | 10 | 5 years 5 months ago |
Very magnetic piece this, London
Posted on Thu, 21 Jul 2016
However, I was kind of disappointed you changed the opening para from just meat to like he's meat. I found the change dilutes the impact. It may well be incongruous, but I feel the flat statement 'Just meat' somehow sums up a bored dog's...
Read full commentPosted in Dogs
Bissextile Buffoon
Posted on Thu, 30 Jun 2016
Posted in Boris
My favourite time of the year is here Rhiannon
Posted on Wed, 27 Apr 2016
You have captured the essence of the things I love about springtime.
Ed
Read full commentPosted in Pembrokeshire in April
Sadly so true, Bee
Posted on Thu, 14 Apr 2016
Interesting you describe the brutal techniques of the fifties and early sixties. I remember the disgusting post-war state crap and the garbage that was shovelled onto the plates that passed for school dinners. (I went home during primary school...
Read full commentPosted in Fear of Drowning - (re post for - poetry monthly)
Spectacularly honest, Bee
Posted on Fri, 01 Apr 2016
and spectacularly brave.
A heart breaking insight into how it feels to be a woman.
I envy your courage. xxxx
Ed
Damn good poem too!
Read full commentPosted in Phantommams
Well put, clever piece, Bee
Posted on Thu, 17 Mar 2016
Like an addictive drug, no matter how much time we have, it's never enough.
Read full commentPosted in The Time Saver
Perfect description of drifting off.
Posted on Sat, 05 Mar 2016
This what I aim for when I try to get to sleep. I think you paint a very relaxing image, I loved the clouds opening to let the sun through.
Read full commentPosted in Distancing
Interesting that you should be having day surgery
Posted on Tue, 01 Mar 2016
when only two weeks ago I had the gismo (port catheter) in my shoulder fished out. Also I was warned of the smell of burning flesh. I didn't drift off though. I admit I felt no pain and I chatted away to the nice lady surgeon and her assistant....
Read full commentPosted in Flanked
Hello Celtic
Posted on Sat, 27 Feb 2016
I guess things turn up in life when we're least expecting them, snap decisions or the lack of them can lead us to long term regret. I felt for Charlie, he'll probably never get over it and although nobody else would blame him, he'll never stop...
Read full commentPosted in old stock
The stuccato way this reads is like gusting freezing wind.
Posted on Thu, 25 Feb 2016
You have captured the atmosphere very well.
Ed x
Read full commentPosted in Frozen Ground
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