Torsade Literary Space The Impresario: Epilogue
The Impresario Epilogue His showman’s eye, a gift…he’d called it that Boasted how poignancy might mix with horror This he’d known to parse and measure What string to pluck for sympathy; then touch a purse for charity Urge strong men condescend Stare and dig in pockets Give sop to concupiscence He’d […]