There is much written on the breaking of windows
How he did or didn’t, she wasn’t keeping to the point…
But there is definition in the shallow shifts
Of mind-geometry, polemics forgotten

By gazing into the flower’s  blue heart
The  memory-sea also casts up pink shells
World-love, Sky-love…
What has gone, is not missed today
I knocked all the wolves out of Freud’s tree
And taught them to dance the polka and gavotte
There is sun, moon.There is what remains

When you accept the gorgeous calamity of it all.


Veronica Aldous 2015 All Rights Reserved



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About Veronica Aldous

Writer and artist, Veronica is a lecturer is Fine Art and Creative Writing. Her first book of poems, 'Moon Cinema' is now available on Lulu.com. Now there is also 'Mortal' her second book.
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