Torsade Literary Space The Impresario (part twenty-two)
The Impresario Part Twenty-Two Pierre signs to his three companions, palm to palm Closes this L like a trap door shutting on A bird in hand…or tiger by the tail They know their roles The wax-man can grow no paler, but glowers and drops his jaw The Dauphin returns a thin, ironic […]
The Cleaner Fish and the Dust Mite (poem)
The Cleaner Fish and the Dust Mite What have I done My ugly skin did not kill Your friend…you say, she was a goldfish worthy Of all praise Before the cat got her Well (the cleaner fish says) Good goldfish may also be kind My mal-cast eyes, which, with respect, you […]
My Blog Week: December 22 to December 28
All the Latest from Torsade! A Word on the Week Star Light, Star Bright We had the good and fun news this week that one of the red stars of the constellation Orion was acting (fading in […]
Understand (poem)
Understand The mystery, the public mystery, of the clan Closeted in a dusty morning room, its shrouds New lifted, drinking coffee in the shimmy Of sunlight through blinds and pushing clouds Shows each face in shining pallor, jowls Full and clear-etched, think of Grandpa nestled Midst the tinsel They have brought […]
Righteousness (poem)
Righteousness They won’t go on horseback The captains have decided even negligible waste points to a fault of decision-making You have to draw the line The small picture should be as clear to your eyes as the distance between these and the scout’s salute throw lives away at least on footholds […]
Best of the Season to You!
And, for today, I have a small historical anecdote, from the American Civil War, with a certain lesson to be derived. Respect the Flag A day or two after we established headquarters at the City Hall, the national flag was hanging over the street, when one of the principal ladies […]
The Impresario (part twenty-one)
The Impresario Part Twenty-One A sturdy yeoman parts the throng, striding through Escort to a queenly, doll-like dame Poupée’s grown son with wonder eyes The wax-man’s pallor, Regalus Kneels and cradles in her hand, madame’s Surprised, she asks, “How do you, child?” The lifted face beneath the cowl, surprises her as […]
A Discourse on a Hairball (poem)
A Discourse on a Hairball You’ve undergone a scaling off A weakening, Fish, that drains you of color Your eyes bulge And as you pump along your promenade Point to point from the death’s head diver Always waving To the castle You are like the mouse crushed in the trap In […]
My Blog Week: December 15 to December 21
All the Latest from Torsade! A Word on the Week A Missed Opportunity As the cartoon above references, we’ve been hearing a lot lately about this alleged “circle game”. I’m glad to see lame explanations getting plenty […]