Thirty years later the feminists saw Christabel LaMotte as distraught and enraged. They wrote on “Ariachne’s Broken Woof: Art as Discarded Spinning in the Poems of LaMotte.” Or “Melusina and the Daemonic Double: Good Mother, Bad Serpent.” “A Docile Rage: Christabel LaMotte’s Ambivalent Domesticity.” “White Gloves: Blanche Glover: Occluded Lesbian sexuality in LaMotte.” There was an essay by Maud Bailey herself on “Melusina, Builder of Cities: A Subversive Female Cosmogony.” Roland knew he should tackle this piece first, but was inhibited by its formidable length and density.
