7^th January 2012

Sestina: Frimaire

There’s a cloven-hooved print dried into the mud, and it’s not Pan. They’ve gone topsy-turvy, wrecked the garden. What if they insisted on staying? Would it be any better than fly-by-night … Read article

Kelley Swain is a freelance writer, poet, and writer-in-residence at the Whipple Museum of the History of Science in Cambridge. Usually based in London, she has spent the winter writing a verse play in Les Adrets de l'Esterel, a tiny village in the Var in the South of France. @thenakedmuse