Torsade Literary Space Urgency (poem)
Urgency Being on a holiday maker’s tramline That rendezvous with Moment Or the narrow, might be boulder-strewn Road that hugs the mountainside Just past the curve, or here. Where you are marooned. Warning signs say warning signs say ROCK FALLS Rock falls…it won’t help knowing You hardly know how to do the […]
My Blog Week: April 21 to April 27
All the Latest from Torsade! A Word on the Week This one began and ended with news of terrorist attacks on places of worship. The bombings in Sri Lanka are attributed to a nationalist splinter group (National Thowheed Jamath). The California synagogue […]
Sinister: Seventh Pale Knight
The Folly The Legend of the Pale Knight Sinister Reputation, for those into whose veins, Embarrassment taps easily and oft, Becrimsoning the cheek, that turns aside in haste; And cutting cruelly like a two-edged sword— Though by a most humble squire raised What’s all this? Roscoe demands, and mutters […]
La Catastrophe de la Martinique: fifty-three
Jean Hess La Catastrophe de la Martinique (fifty-three) XXXV With Admiral Servan An explanation of the phenomenon. The ideas of the admiral on the future of Martinique. An order of the day. The army and the population. Admiral Servan […]
For the Gullible (poem)
For the Gullible Is there nothing on earth, not entertainingly atwist No limit to the pride…your little marvels tucked In caches Rose-colored glasses awfully passé What will you spend your money on, now you have so much There are no paper fortunes left A vast amount of daylight goes to thinking […]
My Blog Week: April 14 to April 20
All the Latest from Torsade! A Word on the Week At first, the sight of Notre Dame in flames was horrible, as actual fires are (we get movie images in our minds, and movie infernos don’t incandesce like that, billow those massive, sky-filling […]
The Spectre Knows: Sixth Pale Knight
The Folly The Legend of the Pale Knight The Spectre Knows ‘Then further,’ says the guest, ‘we are not talking about intuition. If a railwayman observe that passengers are in the habit of jumping from the cars before the train comes to a halt, he may say, ‘There you have […]
Whalesong (poem)
Whalesong Barely attending Cicadas rising percussively sieving through an open window screen How redeemed by gentle warmth the room is once again in summer Resolving from a fog that now and then allows a gift Fixed in memory to scratch at the spidering trail where the smell of blades furrows in […]
La Catastrophe de la Martinique: fifty-two
Jean Hess La Catastrophe de la Martinique (fifty-two) I have had the pleasure of seeing him several times. And I have reckoned the crushing labor that was his to accomplish, since as we say in the navy [Hess was a Navy medic], first things first.* It is […]