Posts Tagged: Nancy Cunard

Secret Satan, 2022

You know what to expect by now, surely? Well, expect even more of it: this is our biggest year-end book selection yet.

Secret Satan, 2022

You know what to expect by now, surely? Well, expect even more of it: this is our biggest year-end book selection yet.

Secret Satan, 2020

Books to remember from a year you probably want to forget

Secret Satan, 2020

Books to remember from a year you probably want to forget

Places: Nevill Holt

The birthplace and childhood home of Nancy Cunard

Places: Nevill Holt

The birthplace and childhood home of Nancy Cunard

Late entries

A few book titles from late 2016 you may have missed…

Late entries

A few book titles from late 2016 you may have missed…

Befuddled oracle

A “presence rather than a human being”: Princess Violette Murat

Befuddled oracle

A “presence rather than a human being”: Princess Violette Murat

L’Atlantique noir

Nancy Cunard returns to Paris

L’Atlantique noir

Nancy Cunard returns to Paris

Circles: Evan Morgan

It is precisely the improbable contradictions Evan Morgan embodied in his life, the unlikely meeting of the most disparate worlds, which makes this writer/occultist/aristocrat/papal bigwig so interesting.

Circles: Evan Morgan

It is precisely the improbable contradictions Evan Morgan embodied in his life, the unlikely meeting of the most disparate worlds, which makes this writer/occultist/aristocrat/papal bigwig so interesting.

Doubles: Ronald Firbank

“When he giggled, which he did with nervous frequency, his underlip would come to rest below his upper teeth. He held his cigarette between the index and the middle fingers, keeping them outstretched together with the gesture of a male impersonator puffing at a cigar.”

Doubles: Ronald Firbank

“When he giggled, which he did with nervous frequency, his underlip would come to rest below his upper teeth. He held his cigarette between the index and the middle fingers, keeping them outstretched together with the gesture of a male impersonator puffing at a cigar.”

The double life of Evan Morgan

He was an occultist, yet chamberlain to two popes; gay, yet husband to two women. He was a friend to Augustus John, john to Denham Fouts, bogey-man to the Establishment. He mixed with royalty and rabble, and there was a Jekyll-and-Hyde polarity within his own personality.

The double life of Evan Morgan

He was an occultist, yet chamberlain to two popes; gay, yet husband to two women. He was a friend to Augustus John, john to Denham Fouts, bogey-man to the Establishment. He mixed with royalty and rabble, and there was a Jekyll-and-Hyde polarity within his own personality.

Strange Flowers guide to London: part 2

Fitzrovia was a stone’s throw from Bloomsbury but a world away in temperament. According to the Times Literary Supplement, Fitzrovia was “a world of outsiders, down-and-outs, drunks, sensualists, homosexuals and eccentrics”. In short, the spiritual home of Strange Flowers.

Strange Flowers guide to London: part 2

Fitzrovia was a stone’s throw from Bloomsbury but a world away in temperament. According to the Times Literary Supplement, Fitzrovia was “a world of outsiders, down-and-outs, drunks, sensualists, homosexuals and eccentrics”. In short, the spiritual home of Strange Flowers.

After Hours

The Nancy Cunard who journeyed from Nice to the outskirts of Paris in early March, 1965 – drunk, drug-addled, half-mad, paranoid, crippled, emaciated – was a long way from the Nancy Cunard of popular memory, the poet, progressive publisher, proponent

After Hours

The Nancy Cunard who journeyed from Nice to the outskirts of Paris in early March, 1965 – drunk, drug-addled, half-mad, paranoid, crippled, emaciated – was a long way from the Nancy Cunard of popular memory, the poet, progressive publisher, proponent

Ronald works the room

Nancy Cunard recalls a meal in London in 1922, memorably interrupted by fey English novelist Ronald Firbank…

Ronald works the room

Nancy Cunard recalls a meal in London in 1922, memorably interrupted by fey English novelist Ronald Firbank…