* Martin Kettle, laughing loudly, like an empty wallet, flushed, but not flush, and head of table, accepting a few Kronenbourg, raises his special birthday tankard, says thank you, all, and tells his Brass In Pocket story. We'd all heard it before, but it flowed from him, sounding a lot like lore to me. I … Continue reading Martin Kettle’s Brass In Pocket.
Category: creative writing
dream diaries…116
11/01/23 Army trucks block the street. A thin man climbs from a black car. He wears green, leather leiderhosen. He is tall and fills the air, from his knotted laces to his felt hunting hat, with bad vibe. He blows a whistle and it begins. Dozens of soldiers pour from the open backs of the … Continue reading dream diaries…116
I Whispered.
whisper | ˈ(h)wispər | verb speak very softly using one's breath without one's vocal cords. literary (of leaves, wind, or water) rustle or murmur softly. [usually in singular] a slight trace; a hint: ORIGIN Old English hwisprian, of Germanic origin; related to German wispeln, from the imitative base of whistle https://youtu.be/dP3QOi1Nb7A A reading of I Whispered, from the forthcoming collaborative volume of new lyrical ballads, Archery In The … Continue reading I Whispered.


