The Player’s Boy, by Bryher

Rose from a golf course in New Orleans

“The dark Thames (oh, here it was not silver) slipped easily below the wall on which I leant, a thread stringing London together from the quiet Fulham gardens to the palaces of the Strand. There was movement everywhere, it was the changing of the seasons, old wives hung up their last, end-of-summer washing, boys chopped wood, and neside me, on a wattle fence, I noticed a final, clinging rose. ”

Bryher, The Player’s Boy. Republished in 2006 by the Paris Press, Ashfield, MA.

A lovely dreamlike book, spanning the days of Shakespeare to the death of Raleigh. It’s short (194 pages), and parts of it are quite sad, but they’re intermixed with golden light. After reading a bit about Byher’s life, and her connection with HD, I’m now quite eager to find a good biography of their lives.

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1 Response to “The Player’s Boy, by Bryher”


  1. 1 Jan Freeman July 15, 2012 at 12:53 pm

    Wonderful to hear your response to Player’s Boy. Since there is not a biography published about Bryher, Paris Press re-issued her memoir The Heart to Artemis to offer readers information about Bryher’s fascinating life. Her historical novels all have political subtexts that are very relevant today. And her own life was unusual regarding family and education. She also descretely played a major role in the lives of nearly all the writers and artists in Paris in the 20s and 30s. During World War II, her home served as a safe house for over 100 people she helped escape from the Nazis (an experience she refers to in her distopian novel, Visa for Avalon, which Margaret Atwood reviewed enthusiastically in the NY Review of Books.


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