Ishaisms, Poetry

The Boatman Series (7) – The Boatman and the Tale of the Moneylender

Starless winter night, the cold, dark waters - the stench of smouldering ashes in the atmosphere; the pungent reek of the bloody and the bloodier, greet the Moneylender when he returns to the harbour - asking, "How now, Boatman, is that you by the pillar?" - and nears him to examine his countenance clearer -… Continue reading The Boatman Series (7) – The Boatman and the Tale of the Moneylender

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Ishaisms, Poetry

The Boatman Series (3) – The Boatman and the Moneylender

Starless winter night, the cold, dark waters, the Boatman comes to ferry the midnight travellers; then jumps out upon that same old harbour, leaving the lonely boat unanchored... Of the story he has now much gathered, from the traveller, the mother and a boat ride he vaguely remembers. Entranced, he walks up to the last… Continue reading The Boatman Series (3) – The Boatman and the Moneylender