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10 o’clock Paralysis

  10’clock Paralysis The tin dog barking his guts out The three notes like a cracked gong She can feel him bashing along The corridor, his tail striking the dado In miserable happiness He has been heard by a woman … Continue reading

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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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Lonely Hunter

  Lonely Hunter The lawnmower lasted longer than his wife Pushing it out over the day’s-eyes Reaping a harvest of wet chlorophyllic comfort On a skin rumpled by moles A house he had owned Only as far as the foundations … Continue reading

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Kumadori

Kumadori Toshiro licks his finger Perfects his brow One pink wet moment On a  snow white ground As a plum exudes resin He expects her to open A man cannot always be a god.   Veronica Aldous all rights reserved … Continue reading

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hodmedod

hodmedod  old Norfolk ; hodmedod is a hedgehog according to the blind Granny .  Suckety on the rot wenfalls amble sides up across the windy mudpaths,  is stuck oh-don’t-mention the obvious accoutrements of  dogwar, foxwar the soffety tics behind  ears … Continue reading

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Midnight

Midnight Midnight sulked in its chamber, watching the witchlights Out on the bay, strands of  unborn thoughts Flaring and dying as we all do. He saw a comet some days before The arc of it scored the sky; as if … Continue reading

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How to explain poetry to hens

How to explain poetry to hens First there are sound-colours, then pecking at tiles Hiding behind  stalks and murmuring sorrows You may feel an idea coming, but not just yet It’s more of  a shallow burp at the moment. There … Continue reading

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