Torsade Literary Space The Flat Aspect (poem)
The Flat Aspect A man stands on the shore of a great lake He holds a mesh tray sifting through sand he finds bottle caps, small change, the coin of his trade Yet undiscovered in the dregs All these things he thrusts aside Grasping the fiberglass handle of his spade he […]
All Bedlam Courses Past (part eighty-seven)
All Bedlam Courses Past Chapter Three An Object in Motion (part eighty-seven) In the wake of suspected insult, the offer came flat. “Honoré. We are going out to lunch. I hope you and Clotilde may like to come.” Worse, cooking was taking place […]
The Totem-Maker (part twenty-one)
The Totem-Maker Chapter Three I Am the Cause (part twenty-one) I eased to my feet and faced the windows, the unlit alley. “Leave the shutters open.” Madla had spoken over my head, not to trouble me. Her woman returned once, cradling a candle flame. She lifted […]
The Totem-Maker (part twenty)
The Totem-Maker Chapter Three I Am the Cause (part twenty) If in life the Fates were not indifferent to us, and did not record in their Book the start and end of each wayfarer’s journey, merely that; if our sorrows, petty to them, were guided by […]
All Bedlam Courses Past (part eighty-six)
All Bedlam Courses Past Chapter Three An Object in Motion (part eighty-six) Their old house on Ohio Avenue, grown so much smaller and narrower, was tenanted by Mrs. Heilmann, who cozily knew things. (“Now I gave your sister one time a china doll. […]
My Blog Week: December 25 to January 2
All the Latest from Torsade! A new Bedlam, Élucide remembering a return to Indianapolis. Then, a fresh episode of Totem, and an incident that brings change. The rest of this period’s items are poems I made into slides, […]
The Chapel by the Sea (poem)
The Chapel by the Sea Hands appear to dust themselves Before he goes, he shines his shoes for luck The engine catches Like the young auk that plunges from the cliff Wings with rigid traceries of struts Shed the hatchling’s rasping gracelessness And soar Find palpable contours in the invisible, climb […]
The Totem-Maker (part nineteen)
The Totem-Maker Chapter Two Jealousy (part nineteen) First came change. As to turn a tile, and find the sun’s promise shadowed, so slightly, by the cat—whose tail may flick one way or another. At Cime’s house we heard the clanging bell. Fire burned in one of […]