The tumescent Mister Tumnus. A fanciful whimsy after booking to see ‘Freud’s Last Session’.
These verses were written today, my husband Geoff and I having booked to see the film, Freud’s LastSession next Wednesday at Bishop Auckland Town Hall. My verses are entirely fanciful and bear no relation to the film or history. Instead, they puzzle about the birth or death of God in sexual fantasy, in my imagined … More The tumescent Mister Tumnus. A fanciful whimsy after booking to see ‘Freud’s Last Session’.










