The Impresario: an alphabet (part nineteen)

Posted by ractrose on March 31, 2017 in Art, Poems

  The Impresario Part Nineteen   She rubs her cheeks and neck, not for cold If the night feels chill, to her this trial seems welcome She wishes she might bear the world’s pain Enduring all, if by some alchemy He might bide in warmth and tender sleep She slips onto her knees, and bowing […]

My Curious Reading: Connections, Discoveries

Posted by ractrose on March 29, 2017 in Essays

My Curious Reading Connections, Discoveries   Introduction:   In actuality, do we need customer reviews? People reportedly give a greater number of ratings in the four-star range than any other. We withhold a degree of our enthusiasm, we don’t five-star as often…and what makes a thing good, but not very good, fair but not good, we […]

Unfortunate Death: Eighth Calmacott

Posted by ractrose on March 26, 2017 in Art, Poems

placeholder The Folly Calmacott’s Brother     Unfortunate Death   Coincidence. ‘Good you’re home in time, Arthur. You’ll have a guest for lunch.’ I heard a smile in her voice…she would not have smiled Knowing I was home. I could hear their talk, although the Door was closed. Stewart had followed on my heels, fretting. […]

The Impresario: an alphabet (part eighteen)

Posted by ractrose on March 25, 2017 in Art, Poems

  The Impresario Part Eighteen   The vintner’s house still darkened By a shade. And it, avenged or no—he sees it now —will never loose its hold A girl knocks begging for a room and offers gold He has not spoken even to his servant For many days Yet seeing a daughter in her guileless […]

The Smell of the Crowd (poem)

Posted by ractrose on March 21, 2017 in Art, Poems

  The Smell of the Crowd   see justice pulled from the frying pan nicely crisped at the edges, greased both sides you may say, done the owner considers the tone a diminution in the smell of the crowd his helpers lose keenness for their work all of them wishing to be at home, bucket […]

Henry Calmacott: Seventh Calmacott

Posted by ractrose on March 20, 2017 in Art, Poems

placeholder The Folly Calmacott’s Brother     Henry Calmacott (part two)   She is a young woman still. Thirty or thereabouts, I’d guess And when I’d walked out with Bess, once Or twice Met her down the Ram’s Took her to the picture show Right enough in the head, those days. Jealous though. Now they […]

The Impresario: an alphabet (part seventeen)

Posted by ractrose on March 18, 2017 in Art, Poems

  The Impresario Part Seventeen   “How long ago,” the seer begins “Though not so many days have passed And yet, how long ago it seems…” The Dauphin interrupts. “Vraiment! For a great, tedious time, Pierre, you have been talking. See, Tortu has gone to sleep!” “My old master, him I’d told you of (Pierre […]

Henry Calmacott: Sixth Calmacott

Posted by ractrose on March 13, 2017 in Art, Poems

placeholder The Folly Calmacott’s Brother     Henry Calmacott   Spirits have been called, the way lies open Waves of interruption, raucous shouts and song First one cry is heard and then a chorus Comes again, while the host’s eye resting on Henry Calmacott, observes a warning sign Thus bright of voice, to the guest […]

The Impresario: an alphabet (part sixteen)

Posted by ractrose on March 12, 2017 in Art, Poems

The Impresario Part Sixteen   “The gatekeeper, then, must be sweetened with a bribe For such a one may at any time be called aside He cannot leave a fire rage or fainting lady lie So make fair claim to’ve been about his duties… That, Pierre, is what you mean to say.” “Yes!” “No!” But […]

The Big Pants: final

Short Stories The Big Pants  (final)   Well, he’d got her agreeing with him on Doug’s black shirt and navy tie combo. If women liked seeing that hipster/gangster thing going on, Tom would have added his boss’s style points to his Thin Guy list. But he hadn’t believed in it. Another thing he didn’t believe… […]