Marjorie Bowen: The Sword Decides! (part fifty-eight)

Posted by ractrose on 30 Sep 2022 in Fiction, Novels

Marjorie Bowen The Sword Decides! (part fifty-eight)                     The messenger took a bench under a shutter. His shoulders heaved with a long-drawn breath. “Matteo,” Giovanna said. “We begin with an invocation,” murmured Jean, archbishop of Naples. “Monsieur, do.” The bishop spoke the names of all the […]

Heckler (part two)

Heckler (part two)

      Heckler (part two)     You’re guessing I didn’t like the sound of this? No shit, but…working for Delaney is like this. You do good, he gives you more jobs. You say no to a job, maybe he’ll call you. To hand out coupons on the street, dressed like a Thanksgiving turkey. […]

The Mirrors (part eighteen)

Posted by ractrose on 27 Sep 2022 in Fiction, Novels

      The Mirrors (part eighteen)     “And when you were hired, you were only to come in as far as the lower hall, and the cellar stairs?” “They had the house shut up. Nothing to do with me.” “But.” “See, you all out there, maybe you never got to hear things. You […]

My Blog Week: September 18 to September 24

Posted by ractrose on 26 Sep 2022 in The Latest

All the Latest from Torsade!                                       On Monday, The Mirrors, with Charmante envisioning a plan. Thursday and Friday, two poems from The Poor Belabored Beast. I worked on a number of things this past week, but they […]

Cenotaph (poem)

Posted by ractrose on 24 Sep 2022 in Art, Poems

      Cenotaph   The undertone and halftone of every shadow lead the eye astray Your bread has taken on a grey hue Your milk and eggs Your shirt and shoes Like clouds against the greyer backdrop of the grey sky   Offset softly not too harshly Whatever the ground contains lives here indifferent […]

Thank You Not (poem)

Posted by ractrose on 23 Sep 2022 in Art, Poems

      Thank You Not   As many times as they came round with the syringe Offering again―the words they used―relief from pain He had refused “Pain I can bear,” he told them “But I will always be here.” Escorted to his granddaughter’s arm She, peeling free magenta roses and her handbag’s strap glued […]

The Mirrors (part seventeen)

Posted by ractrose on 20 Sep 2022 in Fiction, Novels

      The Mirrors (part seventeen)     viii.     And so— The year of Esta’s birth, on an island in a southern river… Born new asset to a family of wealthy bankers. Here at the city’s fringe had been this wall. This wall on its little hump of earth, able with its […]

My Blog Week: September 11 to September 17

Posted by ractrose on 19 Sep 2022 in The Latest

All the Latest from Torsade!                                       On Monday, a Rattus reissue, “Petal and Perfume”. Wednesday, The Mirrors, with Charmante fending her way among the possessed. Saturday, “Fellyans”, Finch providing a cozy lunch for Vincent and Coral.  Images […]

Fellyans (part seven)

      Fellyans (part seven)   “Your husband seems not a bad sort,” Alma remarked. No answer came. She unhooked the pot, backed from the fire, elbow-length in heavy gloves, and decided the floor was the place. Jorinda’s stew bubbled on. “Watch you don’t get too near with your pretty skirt, love.” “Is there […]

The Mirrors (part sixteen)

Posted by ractrose on 16 Sep 2022 in Fiction, Novels

      The Mirrors (part sixteen)     She turned her back, took up her spoon and bent over the stovetop. Because there was cocoa and sugar in the house, because Carmine might struggle back for his favorite, she had milk on, simmering for pudding. “Over yonder…” The voice was Leonce’s. A finger touched […]