Her strong enchantments failing,
Her towers of fear in wreck,
Her limbecks dried of poisons
And the knife at her neck,

The Queen of air and darkness
Begins to shrill and cry,
“O young man, O my slayer,
To-morrow you shall die.”

O Queen of air and darkness,
I think ’tis truth you say,
And I shall die tomorrow;
But you will die to-day.

A.E. Houseman

momentary break

October 28, 2017

water mist and grass

While writing for the past hour, I’ve been aware, if half consciously, of the crickets. Their regular chirping can be pretty soothing, like the sound of a well-tuned machine. But just a few seconds ago, they seemed to miss a beat. They’d been singing along steadily, ever since the moon came up, and all of a sudden they just stopped for a beat – and then they began again, only they were out of rhythm for a moment or two, as if a hand had jarred the record or there’d been some kind of momentary break in the natural flow.

T E D Klein
The Events at Poroth Farm

the language of dreams

October 28, 2017

The best fantasy is written in the language of dreams. It is alive as dreams are alive, more real than real…for a moment at least…that long magic moment before we wake.

George R R Martin
Included in Pati Perret’s The Faces of Fantasy

Your Art…

October 28, 2017

Practicing your art is insufficient. You must force your way to its hidden secrets. Such knowledge as this can raise you to the divine…

I gobble it all up

October 28, 2017

I love the theatre. I like modern dance, very good movies and ambitious international contemporary music. I like poetry, prose, painting and the decorative arts. I like the lot, the very best that London’s got, the whole bloody casserole. I gobble it all up and bang on my bowl for more. Let timid greenbelters creep in at weekends and sink themselves in the West End’s familiar deodorised shit if they want to. That’s not my city. That’s a tourist set. It’s what I live off. What all of us show-people live off. It’s the old, familiar circus. The big rotate.

Michael Moorcock
London Bone

A little Light Bondage

October 28, 2017

bondage illustrated by john willie

Naughty Comic Books

October 28, 2017

Oh dear. Fire. Can Uncle Renald help?
Oltretomba No 253 La quercia dei Supplizi (The Hangman’s Oak)

Making new friends
Oltretomba No 251 Bocca Muta (Mute Mouth)

So I’m getting it hard for you, see.
Oltretomba Gigante No 46. 666 Segno Del Demonio (666 The Mark of The Beast)

Boys will be girls…