Hell has an open house. There are refreshments, “hot” hors d'oeuvres still wriggling on their skewers, crying for mercy. You say, how extraordinary: one of them looks just like me! And your host, smiling broadly, says, “Yes ... yes.” [Click ‘Random Post’ above – be astonished] … [Read more...]
“The Dance at Inverkeithing” / Memorable Fancies #474
29 September, 2013 by Leave a Comment
(Remembered in the year 1307, long after) So! You’re come to hear my tale, me in the Poor Priests’ Home, mind half gone with age, are you? Aye, recall a bit, I will; how I piped and light-foot danced and led the Devil’s cult. Round and round the church, reels and rounds we danced till dayspring spied our naked shades, desecration done, contrition of exhaustion, and then the bishop’s angry words. Sixty strokes and penance, many prayers I prayed, till far away my past … [Read more...]
“The Harrowing of Hell” / A Memorable Fancy #304
7 April, 2013 by Leave a Comment
When all the breathers of this world are dead …” [Shakespeare, Sonnet LXXXI] Satan sat on his burning throne, face hard with flame and eyes gleaming white, last-born of the dead and everlasting Force! The forked tongue writhing from his mouth pierced the damned like awls: admonishing, rebuking, transfixing them with Responsible Comment. Jesus stood before Satan. “Come, follow me,” said Satan, “and I will show you the damned.” He went with Satan and beheld a pit … [Read more...]
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