by upright | Aug 3, 2015 | Ulysses |
For Haines’s chapbook. No-one here to hear. Tonight deftly amid wild drink and talk, to pierce the polished mail of his mind. What then? A jester at the court of his master, indulged and disesteemed, winning a clement master’s praise. Why had they chosen...
by upright | Jul 31, 2015 | Ulysses |
—You, Armstrong, Stephen said. What was the end of Pyrrhus? —End of Pyrrhus, sir? —I know, sir. Ask me, sir, Comyn said. —Wait. You, Armstrong. Do you know anything about Pyrrhus? A bag of figrolls lay snugly in Armstrong’s satchel. He curled them between his...
by upright | Jul 30, 2015 | Arts & Culture |
The sad truth about wildlife preservation everywhere the light touches…
by upright | Jul 28, 2015 | Ulysses |
—You, Cochrane, what city sent for him? —Tarentum, sir. —Very good. Well? —There was a battle, sir. —Very good. Where? The boy’s blank face asked the blank window. Fabled by the daughters of memory. And yet it was in some way if not as memory fabled it. A...
by upright | Jul 23, 2015 | Robot E Lee |
ROBOT E LEE WAR JOURNAL: 23rd July, 2015 I had long believed “trolls” to be mere mythical creatures from storybooks, until a comrade related tales of his recent battle with an Internet Troll. I naturally offered my assistance, and after searching many a...
