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2.55AM

  Minotaurina – stitch on silk and monoprint- Veronica Aldous    2.55AM I was dreaming of a letter and  of red dye seeping When the lightning came with its cold supernal finger Snapping the bone of night So the room … Continue reading

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The Perfume Tree

The Perfume Tree When I awoke the sun was turning the tree Into an angel, a celebration  of white edges The sun turned on my belly The wind blew a little warm sigh As if I cradled a happy child … Continue reading

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Oh lovely webs

Oh lovely webs   The older I get the more I see everything is overlaid it is immaterial a silky trance transparent moving dripping core of stillness bright core. Veronica Aldous all rights reserved 2017

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Relational

Relational When I awoke With that cold apple in my hand They asked me ‘Is it faith or conciousness?’ As I couldn’t speak just yet Being numbed by the  chambers of my heart The diastolic interstices, the silence Mirrored all silences … Continue reading

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My soul has toothache

From biting down too hard on it, the fragrant peach Split its stone, a pit of my unbelonging, pith of dreams A transcendental fixation on finding the right fruit Has brought me to a hard dry embankment Dislocation is rainsoaked map of the present The … Continue reading

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Sensualist

  The sun was sulking by the roadside, its tattered sleeves trailing on the road. I rode through its fingers and I saw a yesterday-moon. So that was why the sun was sulking! Moon was quite violent in her stark holy shroud of fading … Continue reading

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People who live precariously are kings

Lean from cafes, mobile in one hand Anchoring the space to some island In their heads where there is chance Lush encounters with Paraguayan dancers Dreamscapes of foreign travel An idea coalescing , germ of stories Snippings of conversations, clinking … Continue reading

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