Torsade Literary Space Catastrophe (part fifty)
Jean Hess La Catastrophe de la Martinique (part fifty) On the 9th, we resumed the rescue. At 11:30, we were moored before the cove of Belleville, 200 meters from land. A movement underwater occurred. Bubbles, swirls, turbulence. The boat carried three times around its anchor. Pods of […]
My Blog Week: November 19 to November 25
All the Latest from Torsade! This week, a couple of samples reissued from the poem-story Haunt of Thieves, and one newly edited Yoharie episode, with Valentine’s misfit adventures in the workplace. My Blog Week: […]
The Wayfarer (poem)
The Wayfarer Where miles-long grow embattled limbs Above the sea, salt-hardened, east-laden Shading pathways wound through sand and scoured stone Each stone an anvil shape, each tangled crown Untossed by wind The wayfarer, led in hunger by a ghost Stares aloft to see a figure clad in spider webs Rigid with […]
Haunt of Thieves (part three)
Haunt of Thieves Part Three Only now the river Bedhokan She whose flowing waters Gain in strength and claim (For there is no answer to her whim; in their season, the iron clouds will rain) a goddess’s Authority to shape the land She cannot in her course be checked by laws […]
Yoharie (part eight)
Yoharie Valentine (part eight) He smiled at a woman holding tongs over the baked potatoes. There was always a puny spud, a runt showcased in its foil wrap, and Val, thinking of the food they threw out, wondered why. Maybe for calories. Marketing ideas from Plenty House HQ […]
My Blog Week: November 6 to November 18
All the Latest from Torsade! My mother has gone into assisted living. We’ve all been clearing out the house she shared with her partner—a huge job, with many trips back and forth. That’s been keeping me limited on time […]
From The Impresario (part nineteen)
The Impresario Part Nineteen She rubs her cheeks and neck, not for cold If the night feels chill, to her this trial seems welcome She wishes she might bear the world’s pain Enduring all, if by some alchemy He might bide in warmth and tender sleep She slips onto her knees, […]
Note of Glass (poem)
Note of Glass Both ordained to meet had threaded each themselves the Past to the Place hers the soul collecting ants and mosses his unfreed, the patriarch beheaded affected lineage in unexpected ways of cashing necks stuck out for losses caps to wear and choices wedded to debt…debt to a woman, […]
Doctrine (poem)
Doctrine They said there was a sage and revered man Who for his vows spoke never, but did chant The psalms, his mien aloft of earthly cares And soul among the blessed…this was known A bird of fields, he, counted it a break with God A deeper thing than ordinary sin […]
Who Owns This House (poem)
Who Owns This House This room, its walls are painted yellow They call it that, the Yellow Room The corner cabinet…no plane of it Quite fits, the hinges pull My dear, you smile, but I feel the cabinet matters And he will not have sold it It wishes to remain Who […]