Daily Archives: 2 September 2009

Brisings

Posted on 2 September 2009 by Robert

Brisings Robert E. Stutts I wore you around my neck like Freyja’s golden necklace, a glittering ornament I kept hidden under the collar of my flannel shirt, panicked that someone else might notice the intricacy of such craftsmanship and want … Continue reading →

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Fàth Mo Dhuilichinn

Posted on 2 September 2009 by Robert

Fàth Mo Dhuilichinn* Robert E. Stutts “My dear brother, you have stayed too long; I fear that the wound on your head is already cold.”   ~Sir Thomas Malory Mists settle around his battered crown, rusted with blood. The air that … Continue reading →

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Pasiphaë, Holding the Horns

Posted on 2 September 2009 by Robert

Robert E. Stutts Pasiphaë, Holding the Horns of the froth-white Bull on the shore, who dipped his head as if bowing. She had surged forward with the tide swirling around his heavy hooves, slowly drawing away thick, wet sand beneath. … Continue reading →

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Passant D’Arthur

Posted on 2 September 2009 by Robert

Passant D’Arthur Robert E. Stutts Light piercing the morning clouds startles me with its brightness, so like the wound in my side that bleeds onto the brown grass. Bedivere has left, and I have not even Excalibur to give me … Continue reading →

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Sleeping Beauty

Posted on 2 September 2009 by Robert

Sleeping Beauty Robert E. Stutts 1 I begin with a pricking of my finger on a spindle, a drop of dark blood dyeing my immaculate thread a ruddy crimson. More blood drips onto my lap, spattering the white frock. This … Continue reading →

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