The Totem-Maker: Lore and Lessons (part five)

The Totem-Maker Chapter Nine Lore and Lessons (part five)             The sickness touched all who had been near the stones, all who had borne them in baskets, all who had bent their faces close to admire what had seemed only loveliness. The three artisans, their servants and their apprentices, were […]

My Blog Week: March 28 to April 3

All the Latest from Torsade!                             A Word on the Week   Drinking Water           Thinking, about a year ago, of New Year’s resolutions, and thinking of the environment, I was ready to stop buying bottled water. To […]

Collared (poem)

      Collared   How did he become the man who barked like a dog? Immersed in the grit and manure and rot of his role Tackled by a brave few hitherto hidden A meeting hastily convened in a garret On hands and knees in mudcaked trousers He shelters like a cur behind the […]

Hammersmith: Every Sort of Help (chapter eleven)

Hammersmith Chapter Eleven Every Sort of Help               There were two types of men women fell for. Her weeding partner was of the third. Ralph had been, inclined on their honeymoon to sit by a window, read the newspaper, and tell his new wife, “Go off, look at the […]

Mathilde Alanic: Shine! (part thirty-seven)

Mathilde Alanic Shine! (part thirty-seven)                                 vii.     “Ah! Don’t undress,” Annik pleaded at dinner. “Mother will let me go out with you this evening! We’ll see them dance the ridée.” The two friends left again at the fall […]

Eight: Refutation (poetry series)

      refutation   because every vice wears thin, vice and fame every fame makes damned the what she eats and what she wears and what’s she doing? Standing there at the window looking She looks at men who stare because we treasure leavings leave treasures fast maturing up next, another failure-fetish-failure in vicarity […]

Marjorie Bowen: The Sword Decides! (part sixteen)

Marjorie Bowen The Sword Decides! (part sixteen)                   The dwarf nodded. “Silvestro, the King’s page, told me that the other day, when the Queen revoked his order to free a Hungarian prisoner, and shut the council doors in his face, he sobbed in his room. Cried and […]

Haunts (poem)

      Haunts   Start at the threshold alive to American anonymity the subject steps reeling inches of play onto a leash Wretched elder of small dogs with matted fur, combing of will argue for the owner no more sympathy than neglect Rage like Lear if he were less the white patriarch Sodden and […]

My Blog Week: March 21 to March 27

All the Latest from Torsade!                             A Word on the Week   The Shallow Season           We are approaching the first of April, which where I live is forecast to be a weirdly cold day. Maybe nature’s just […]

The Loath of Oilty (poem)

      The Loath of Oilty   You, the undersigned Sacrifice your present ha ppiness for future winnings The future is the be st place for be ach combings and the shaking out I saw the shine Of a crushing double blood Macchiato lime twist with a cinnamon stick Moonbeam Bearing heavy on the […]