Torsade Literary Space 
Are You Haunted (part twenty-one)
Are You Haunted (part twenty-one) The glass was intact. Sunlight yellowed the fog’s upper billows; it might all burn off in an hour or two. Powell, as to reject panic he had been instructed, counted his breaths. He was still keyed up from the attack. He […]
Be a Helper (part nine)
Be A Helper (part nine) Of uncompensated labors, of “getting of their own back”. He slipped from the covers. The tower was the place to sit and gaze, in moonlit gloom at his hills. He climbed the stairs, tiptoed through Bunting and Finch’s province, paused to frown […]
Dust
Dust Dust clots on table ends A hiving manufactory within Colluding by concealment Iota by micrometer rebuking The rag itself devolves to lint A cry in code descends in sweat and skin And bakes a cake in corners left unclean Its cumbrance plods uncounted, but to be sure Fatigued and […]
My Blog Week: January 5 to January 11
All the Latest from Torsade! An episode of “Fellyans”, with the exiles meeting Bede properly. An Eight poem, from the Eightfold Path arc. A “Tambinder Engine”, with Deenie reading documents supplied by an unknown helper. A Bedlam, […]
Be a Helper (part eight)
Be A Helper (part eight) “Whimbrel made it a muffin recipe.” “And why, Finch, have we not had muffins?” “Because, ma’am,” Whimbrel answered. “I don’t know what a currant is. Magic made the recipe.” “For all intents and purposes, a currant is a raisin,” said Melchior. “But […]
Story: Be a Helper (part seven)
Be A Helper (part seven) Langham plied his fork in silence. Bede, too, thinking Langham deserved the sprites unfettered, and might just get them… He calmed himself over ginger cake. There was Mrs. Langham to consider, whose husband thought her not worth bringing along, nor asking what […]
Dum-dum
Dum-dum What the assembly wants to understand Everyone we are on page three hundred sixty-four The hour is near the break Watch through years of circling the outerbelt Neighborhoods go down once the charred shape of a wing shorn Plane was a moment worth eulogizing stamped On the split-levels of a […]
Story: Be a Helper (part six)
Be A Helper (part six) Bede was alone with Langham. Langham opened: “Surprised all this fancywork hasn’t got the rot.” Jorinda’s voice came, before Bede could think of a way to slip disagreement past Langham’s suspicious ear. “Help when you’re asked, Whimbrel. With hands and feet, mind.” […]
From Superstition the Pendulum
From Superstition the Pendulum Your face carried home from the scene of horror Let nature raise you a colossus that prows Prows astraddle the edge of all landfalls Clocks will crack and mirrors stop Unluckiness the hostelman calls to roost The iron ring for a knocker hangs Sounds wood and […]