Promoted to Exile: conclusion

Promoted to Exile (three)   If he liked looking at it as his advocate would have him do, Herward could say the affair had served to call attention to his availability. They wouldn’t like him entrenched in his work, proprietary in mood, growing secretive because he liked his reputation, lying, at length, to protect it. […]

A Figure from the Common Lot: Battlefront (third)

A Figure from the Common Lot Battlefront (three)     “He will be pleased, then,” said the other, “to be seen by the Emperor.” “It is always my hope,” the officer said, glancing at Honoré, then looking across the table and meeting the eye of the correspondent, “that ambitious men will, by the grace of […]

My Blog Week: Oct 8 to Oct 14

All the Latest from Torsade     The second installment of A Figure from the Common Lot, in which Honoré had his adventure with the Garde Mobile, and helped Legère hide the pototoes, went up Sunday, October 8. On Monday, “Chum”, an early poem from The Nutshell Hatches, was featured. “Are You Alienated” (six) brought Minta home, to […]

Utter Blame: Fifteenth Tattersby

  Utter Blame   ‘De Clieux reports the Celtic daughter could be raised— His bride full willing,’ the host, sardonic, says ‘So far south as Quimper; the Contessa di Baruchi Has invited them to stay. And what can be the meaning of that puppy-doggish eye…?’ He demands of the guest. No sense being envious. ‘Hardly […]

Pour Some Gravy On: Hammersmith (twenty)

  Pour Some Gravy On (twenty)     Piggott came to sit, next to Hogben, settling into this chair with a luxuriant spread, and motioning to the waiter attending them. “Give me a slab of that roast…pour some gravy on. Think I’ll have a bite after all.” He winked at Mossbunker. The next half-hour went […]

Sheila What’s Happening to Us (poem)

  Sheila What’s Happening to Us   …the mystery is how they’re getting in Like a pod-born infection of the country’s youth One day your daughter is perfect and wears a dress Joins Mom and Dad at the breakfast table Spoons her oatmeal, studies for a test One day a hippie cat with a reedy […]

Promoted to Exile: part two

Fifth Tourmaline: Promoted to Exile (two)   Or do I have it wrong, Herward asked himself. Is outrage passion, and hate…the flip side of love’s coin, well known to be. Enduring, then. He hadn’t loved Vonnie. Mr. Jocelyn’s government (Jocelyn today probably living high, on his pariah’s island), had agitated for what he’d called justice. […]

Are You Alienated: part six

Are You Alienated (six)   “I don’t want to say the wrong thing…” Minta was cautious. Emmett, having checked his emotion earlier, had spoken this time with real anger. “…but I don’t understand. I mean, it’s awful, but what makes it a joke?” She let her voice trail into meekness. She found Torbay unlikeable, as […]

Chum (poem): from The Nutshell Hatches

  Chum   Will you be my chum Sink with me under the bubbling swell Or take your hacksaw to the cable Release the weight of me That binds you Still We are side by side   Keep the pear tree, lose the partridge Keep the gold rings, sack the servants Forecast for your future […]

Figure: Battlefront (second)

A Figure from the Common Lot Battlefront (two) He shrugged extravagantly, as for the second time his fingers probed its depths. If she would quit tapping her foot and glaring at him with such vigilance, he would drop this, listen for its ring against the floorboard, spin round as though following the coin’s trajectory with […]