The passionate years by Crosby Caresse 1892-1970

Author:Crosby, Caresse, 1892-1970
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Crosby, Caresse, 1892-1970, Poets, American, Publishers and publishing, Americans, Literature publishing
Publisher: New York : Ecco Press
Published: 1979-01-05T16:00:00+00:00

slab of dove-grey marble. This we carried with our first load of possessions to the Mill and placed atop the Tower where the morning sun struck first. We placed it at an angle so that the sunwarmed stone could be a back rest. We used the flat top of the tower for communal sun bathing. Its rampart rose breast high.

Days at the Mill were not always sunny. Sudden thunderstorms would gather and break. Sometimes the lightning barked our Tower, sometimes the wild electricity of the city needled our spirits into arson. Once I took night refuge at the chateau where Armand and his friends enfolded me, but heavy of heart I did not linger. Harry's diary says :

"The thunderstorm yesterday infinitesimal compared with the Black Storm to-day. Dark words and C went off with the Crouchers to the country and now the sun is gone from the dial and the cramoisy colour disappears and it is dark but in the centre I am undaunted with the Grey Princess (who corresponds to Gerard de Nerval's Adrienne) and I pray a grey and gold prayer into the centre of the Red Sun.

"To Chantilly with Mortimer and the Lady of the Gold Horse and we drank silver gin fizzes in the Manor House Bar and then the races began and no C and a great searching of hats and faces and legs and derrieres but no C and I saw the Count and the first race and the Lady of the Gold Horse and the second race and the Lady of the Blue Pyjamas (the first time since the blue pyjamas four years ago) and the third race (Sun-Goddess lost) and more searching of hats and faces and then at last when black disaster seemed imminent C appeared all frail and delicate and there were dark words and tears and then the Sun and a great restatement after contrast cramoisy and gold and the Sun returns to the dial and the last hours of the twenties and I smoked my pipe and said a cramoisy and gold prayer and C's eyes are my towers of strength and now we have advanced another rung up the Ladder of the Sun."

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