Tuesday, 28 January 2020

Medieval Verse (2): A Hart there was...

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[  This hitherto untranscribed   text is by a hand unknown  and no putative attribution to  any earlier scriptor should be assayed.  ] D...
Sunday, 12 January 2020

Occupation . . . Baghdad . . . Paris . . . Plus ça change, plus c’est la même chose* . . .

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  Dateline 1942: ‘In Hôtel Ampurias there is a respectably-sized arsenal of instruments for extracting information,’ Régine was warned o...
Sunday, 29 December 2019

Juvenilia . . . A Teenage Notebook . . .

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A grief ago * A grief ago the fire burned itself out where this small dog now dares to paw the ashes. I shall not shout at on...
Tuesday, 19 November 2019

Invictus . . . Mother Courage . . .

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          My shoe is old ; its  story’s told,             whatever shall I do?            T here’s no foothold  ; the world is cold,     ...
Monday, 4 November 2019

Dramatick Verse, a Fragment : Horatius Holds the Bridge

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              HORATIUS  :        A rout no child would own!                                       You speak catastrophe.                 ...
Saturday, 26 October 2019

Variation on a Theme by Edna St. Vincent Millay.

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‘Man is a fish that swims in its own sperm.’               Imagine then a clean white linen napkin wound firmly round an eel so muscular ...
Monday, 21 October 2019

Miss Emily Dickinson Communes with the Great Dictator Mr John Milton . . .

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‘Do you ever yearn,’ she was asked, on a whim, ‘to have been first born  to  that Master of the Poem?’ ‘D aughter of blind Milton?...
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