Side of Life (poem)

Posted by ractrose on 28 Jan 2019 in Art, Poems

      Side of Life   A stranger draws a curtain Of stories across the stage his sex is judged To be male At length there is no hiding The thoughts of the silent dying captured In the act of uncorking the bottle The reasons people think Bent over gallon jugs decanting Cup by […]

My Blog Week: Jan 20 to Jan 26

Posted by ractrose on 27 Jan 2019 in The Latest

All the Latest from Torsade!                             The week began with a poem, “One Day the Rest”. In Tuesday’s Sequence of Events, “The Heron’s Foot” part two, Freda gets shuttled to a lecture and into a small job for a stranger. Wednesday, another […]

Roscoe Bevington: Tenth Tattersby

Posted by ractrose on 26 Jan 2019 in Art, Poems

    The Folly Tattersby         Roscoe Bevington   I feel cheated. Yes, cheated, in a profound and unexpected way You won’t like crediting Roscoe Bevington with profundity Not least because, educated as you’ve been You no doubt cherish philosophy as franchise Don’t much take to it, a wrong’un like myself Waxing […]

One Day the Rest (poem)

Posted by ractrose on 21 Jan 2019 in Art, Poems

      One Day the Rest   You’ve reached that head-scratching stall A sporting set of wheels is trundling, but Leggy and eggy in conception, you ratchet off Your grace and rhythm paced, more or less Like a flat tire’s Ba-whump ba-whump And if you could die, you would die to a tune Your […]

My Blog Week: Jan 13 to Jan 19

Posted by ractrose on 20 Jan 2019 in The Latest

All the latest from Torsade!                             This week began with a poem, “Comfortingly”; then, on Tuesday, the latest Sequence of Events, in which Freda tries to see Martin and gets an odd sense of background activities afoot. Wednesday, “Not Wanted Here”, the […]

Not Wanted Here: Ninth Tattersby

Posted by ractrose on 16 Jan 2019 in Art, Poems

    The Folly Tattersby         Not Wanted Here   Awkward. He reminds himself he’d said it to the host Not long ago. He’d meant Fiona. Tattersby. And the awkwardness was Sex. Well, but…the guest says, temporizing. In this dense fog, strolling with somnambulant, cautious footing, he feels the sheen of mist […]

Comfortingly (poem)

Posted by ractrose on 14 Jan 2019 in Art, Poems

      Comfortingly   Why, sun in sky, heart on fire Chimneying throat to brain Befogging vision, bothering the rain Belting diphthongs, oohs for blues Or why do fools   Set their hair aflame Be the wick-end of a honeycomb taper A little eco-chico a moth won’t pay for Scorns its enticer for this […]

My Blog Week: Jan 6 to Jan 12

Posted by ractrose on 13 Jan 2019 in The Latest

All the latest from Torsade!                         This week began on Monday with “Sacred Science”, the fifth poem in the Eight series, offering some cultish lore. In Tuesday’s Sequence of Events, the end of chapter eight, with a meeting in hints, possibly misconstruals, between Phillip and […]

Edwytha’s Plait: Eighth Tattersby

Posted by ractrose on 12 Jan 2019 in Art, Poems

    The Folly Tattersby         Edwytha’s Plait   Terror, when it comes, warms the night Fallen close and hard of breath like a parachute’s muffling silk and chill Night Borne opaque the face of pity Mirrored in the watcher’s eye The plain below Sinking to the cataract Emerging hidden under rock […]

Totem: To Be and to Choose (part five)

Posted by ractrose on 11 Jan 2019 in Fiction, Novels

The Totem-Maker Chapter Four To Be and to Choose (part five)             The Prince said: “Mumas Martas agrees to the challenge. He will fight. He will fight the slave upon the mustering grounds of the fort. What else?” He fingered his chin, artificial in manner. Mocking still, if not more […]