Torsade Literary Space Benevolence (poem)
Benevolence Off to beg off to ask a promise be remembered rifle charity clothes and find wearable estates of men and women, botheration… scoffing rid of Grandma’s stupid things (amounts to spending, not inheriting) senescent children shooting cheating sidelongs This or that “worth something” hmm? (ooh hoo) in vintage, maybe a […]
Cartoon Stories: Riffing
Cartoon Stories Riffing So, when you run out of early ideas (one of which I’ll introduce in next’s weeks Stories, mapping out the peripatetic plot of my first cartoon saga, The Dynamo Brothers), you start keeping funny thoughts jotted in a notebook, or planning to jot them and forgetting what they were. […]
Turtle Island (part four)
Turtle Island iv. Great movements of the Banda Arc Have stirred this little-reckoned peak The Corinth for a contrary tide Carried helpless and far asea Sunset across a morning sky A column boils heaven-high An avalanche shoreward blanketing Treetops engulfing, all left whited A mainsail torn from the mast…this cloud Lays […]
A Body Surfaces: Eighth Battle Stations
The Folly Battle Stations A Body Surfaces Adamson discovers that a lifetime of choler Well-trodden ways from whiffs of cheek and bother To the full-blown stack of outrage Sackings, threats of action Can’t well prepare one for enormity akin To a magazine’s explosion ‘No one at home! […]
Cartoon Stories: Horse Opera
Cartoon Stories Horse Opera At One with the Sagebrush. I’d been reading some critical treatments of Literature, books that feature cowboys monumentalized, as tends to be the output of one or two well-known prize winners… Billionaires in Hell. This one comes from the Mars Colony […]
The Leopard (poem)
The Leopard Wanted to invoke a god who births words That in upheaval spit the razor-glass of life Erode and thus create the bed Where the first rooted thing Rose against the maelstrom And when a calm fell floating Iron filleted into ash Flung high to the cold revolution Down with […]
Bride to Be (part nine)
Bride to Be (part nine) Fire in the open court, logs arm’s length wide After a day’s burning poled to embers furnace red Men with plucked birds pierced on iron pikes Walk out, lower these where slots Are spaced in the squat stone wall that guards the pit By this light […]
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 […]