Torsade Literary Space Lonely in Its Reckoning: Seventh German Spy
The Folly The German Spy Lonely in Its Reckoning Agnes justified on the day of her promotion The old women to her sister’s marriage filing The church gained down pitched channels Mostly arid, stepped by feast and famine Fiery sky…and flood Fiery sky And flood again neighbours […]
lie of a lucky meeting (poem)
lie of a lucky meeting when the banqueters were invited to the theatre the room reminiscent in décor wallboard smoked-white studded each six feet with phone jacks cardboard curtains stiff-flocked as a Christmas box of Scotch, Season’s Greetings, a shade called ruby blush threading carpet humped in heavy traffic spots commercial […]
My Blog Week: May 10 to May 16
All the Latest from Torsade! This week, between gardening and nuisance headaches, I didn’t get enough drawing done, so here’s an older cartoon, some nostalgia for what everyone was watching and obsessing on last year, more or less at this time. (For no good reason, I gave […]
Eight: Doctrine (poetry series)
Doctrine They said there was a sage and revered man Who for his vows spoke never, but did chant The psalms, his mien aloft of earthly cares And soul among the blessed…this was known A bird of fields, he, counted it a break with God A deeper thing than ordinary sin […]
Yoharie: What It Takes to Fly (part seven)
Yoharie What It Takes to Fly (part seven) A fence divided this lot from one below, another fence penning storage sheds, screwed with warning signs. Tavo scaled this…and so Savannah toed her way up. At the awkward getting over, he reached for her waist and steadied her down. A three-foot […]
Eight: Loaded Language (poetry series)
Loaded Language The housing of Dillard’s vital organs A compress wrapped to resist untightening Larded arteries under dress clothes Slick heels on his buckled shoes Cocked in a goatskin executive chair His limbs clench at the camera’s disclosure Despite he kicks in feeling rancor He shoots from the situation room table […]
Only One: Sixth German Spy
The Folly The German Spy Only One The genius Falco has put his eye on a newish house of brick Newish house with newish tile-capped wall, fatly hipped Just under this, on the garden side, roses, that predictable Middle-class person’s garish choice A treacly morbid pink Insistently […]
My Blog Week: May 3 to May 9
All the Latest from Torsade! A Word on the Week Selective Knowledge This has happened to me, maybe to you. That weird thing of someone responding to an innocent conversational remark, or asking you a strange […]
Eight: Sacred Science (poetry series)
Sacred Science The Light is the Light It is thus, New Ones, young Flowers of the Sun The This The Instrument of Inner Tunefulness Our Helmsman, He our Earth-Names denote Father-Sage He Whom the Light Awakened Is the Helmsman Whom the Light Awakened As the Ultra of the Nebula Pulsahria Ordained […]