Monthly Archives: March 2016

Englishwoman

Englishwoman (Indirah at the Boot Fair) Such a hot day, a shame to have no one to share it with… On the crowded field at Victor Beamish Avenue She wanders to the edges where vetch and dry stalks bow Blue … Continue reading

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Sorceror’s Eye on Sound Cloud

  Sound Cloud recording https://soundcloud.com/veronica-aldous/sorcerors-eye-by-veronica-aldous

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Fir Green

Fir Green The woods are holding the owls deep in their clefts Their voices hollow out the dark blue void Eyes shut, you are speaking to me, your warm hand Enfolding the day’s essence,a  dark chocolate voice Resonates in my heartwood … Continue reading

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Good Friday

Good Friday beat a million micro-tiny hearts a-ticking for the rising up of spring newjuice, cells breathing their old time signature in dense yet springy  yeasty seasoning of mould dough in skyblues ortolans defy  gravity and the tense wracking nets to escape … Continue reading

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Songs of Innocence 1

Songs of Innocence 1 Up there, the sky is etiolated, breathless The peaks mauver than the delicate sprouts of potatoes Falls of  mica schist in serried rows Glittering  as the scales of dragons This mind mountain, this hope of rising! Decisions are … Continue reading

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Forbidden Stitch

Forbidden Stitch These inlaid patterns, whether tesserae or broderie Are home to thoughts, to wishes, dreams Late fragments disintegrate in time, the base net rots Leaving the winding  lacis peony behind Such are white flowers hung in racemes Scenting blue air  naked as a … Continue reading

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Moon fish

It’s the jump: from flowered curtain to radiant mind Make sense of the impasse, make sense of nonsense Indirah is counting her old coins with the holes in The ones you can hold up and see the value of nothing … Continue reading

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