The St. Bernard Hotel: Hammersmith (eighteen)

Hammersmith Chapter Eighteen The St. Bernard Hotel           The St. Bernard Hotel had a back way in, that allowed a cab to draw to the curb; the front, which they’d trotted smartly past, being a narrow vermillion door next to a bay window stacked under a second-floor counterpart. And through this […]

Men: German Spy (eight)

Posted by ractrose on 30 Jun 2018 in Art, Poems

    The Folly The German Spy     Men (first)   He said, ‘Smile, Agnes. Always smile.’ Serna the milliner dispassionately surgical Limning his foundling’s looks She’d felt safe, so ill-prepared in going out Wounded and angry and oddly at home In Marseille he was mother to her, telling her ‘Your brows are too […]