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Reflections of a working writer and reader



Posts added in December 2011

Cock and Bull by Will Self

These two postmodern stories from 1993 have remained under my radar until now. Will Self writes irony and challenges gender roles along the way with immaculately timed black humour. The lead character in each of these stories wakes up to something of an anatomical surprise. In the first story, Cock, a woman grows a penis; […]

A Poem by Mary Oliver

When Death Comes When death comes like the hungry bear in autumn; when death comes and takes all the bright coins from his purse to buy me, and snaps his purse shut; when death comes like the measle pox; when death comes like an iceberg between the shoulder blades, I want to step through the […]

The Tallahatchie Bridge

And Papa said to Mama as he passed around the blackeyed peas “Well, Billy Joe never had a lick of sense, pass the biscuits, please. There’s five more acres in the lower forty I’ve got to plow.” And Mama said it was shame about Billy Joe, anyhow Seems like nothin’ ever comes to no good […]

An Ode from Horace

Ah, Ligurinus, Still cruel and swaggering with the gifts of Venus, The day’s not far When, stealing unawares, a beard will mar That debonair Insouciance; that shoulder-rippling hair Fall; and the skin Now pinker than the pinkest petal in A bed of roses Suffer a rude and bristling metamorphosis. You’ll say, ‘Alas’ (Seeing the changed […]