Thursday, January 29, 2009

The Beast Sloucheth Ever More Near

Not long now, Monster-Watchers. Your valiant and tireless editors, Sir Peter de Bloxsom and St Paul of the Croissant, fending off the howling gargoyles, gibbering apes and rampant wyverns of Real Life, have been toiling around the sundial, cobbling tag and code, cutting, pasting, tweaking, linking, correcting: labouring to bring the fabulous beast to birth. The Light Chimaera is almost here. Just one or two more sleeps. Or so.

To pass the time meanwhile you will do no better than to swing over to Autumn Sky Poetry and have a good old read. Antonia Clark's 'Lunatic Blues' will knock your socks off. You probably won't even remember The Chimaera after you've read it.

1 comment:

toniclark said...

You are too kind! I'm so glad you like my poem. Let me assure you that it was soundly rejected several times before being published in Autumn Sky. You just never know... (I'd hoped it would be published during the Bush era, but I guess there's no doubt about the president's identity -- though it could be about any number of presidents.) Thanks again.