Bride to Be (part four)

    Bride to Be  (four)   But you say a riddle. Well, I know but little, I am ashamed I have seen twenty winters, nearly…and My father and my brothers buried Where I cannot pray upon their tomb Lady Tamarilde, how…? His ways grew with these falterings Dear to me, confiding and unsure But […]

Bon Marché: Second Wake

    The Folly Wake     Bon Marché   What makes a thing grow to a torment Not a thing, Wake tells himself. He has fallen prey The succubus has dealt him night for day. The Queen’s road constable falls in beside him. ‘Fine evening, sir.’ ‘How,’ says Wake, rigid, and refusing to eye […]

La Catastrophe de la Martinique: thirty

Jean Hess La Catastrophe de la Martinique (thirty)               “During the night of the 7th to the 8th, the phenomena redoubled in intensity. The women gathered in the salon, praying. We heard continually the din of the volcano. One could distinguish three sorts of noises very distinctly: intermittent explosions, […]

Older in Their Wisdom: Eleventh German Spy

    The Folly The German Spy       Older in Their Wisdom   Hearing, Falco would have said, or if insightful, so might say, a million other Falcos… Would have said, he means to say, it’s odd…more than you’d think. More odd, good sirs, more altogether. Yes, point of fact, done and said, […]

Charity: Haunt of Thieves (poem)

    Charity   The camp takes all the rising ground On the delta’s city side Driftwood split, stakes driven in and roped paper and cloth of every color, every kind partition quarters curtain sleepers Hard-faced pounding builders making use of time New shelters in construction catching wind like kites Fortress blocks dragged up on […]

My Blog Week: Nov 4 to Nov 10

All the Latest from Torsade!                 You cannot put dead things on trial Gibbet the limbs and rags that hang Already from the blasted stump I paused beside my father at the station He held a flag I may have seen it jostled From his hand his eyes […]

The Regent’s Bastard’s Grandson: First Wake

    The Folly Wake     The Regent’s Bastard’s Grandson   And what do they keep in their reticules It has been his job to make them give these over This post a vulgar letdown, but Wake earns enough To keep the rent up While these holiday-makers, these thieves of the Queen’s revenue These […]

Let Them Go: Ninth Calmacott

    The Folly Calmacott’s Brother     Let Them Go   ‘How does your mother do?’ Henry’s mind’s eye flashes him a slender shaft Of sun, a halo of blue sky, some other sense raises With a vividness that flicks him on the raw A smell of pipe tobacco and horse stall Old Atkins, […]

La Catastrophe de la Martinique: twenty-nine

Jean Hess La Catastrophe de la Martinique (twenty-nine)               And it is important to say, because it would be odious to allow the propagation of this absurd legend—survivors imploring for help, and receiving none. Dedicated people, doctors, soldiers, police, the simple citizens, have climbed through the ruins of Saint-Pierre […]