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The Black Earth of the Arawak.

  The Black Earth of the Arawak. The sun broke the sky into three pointed stones. Eye stones, keep stones, earth stars, voices Tall girls were washing the string from juicy leaves To weave into baskets to crush the toxic … Continue reading

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Old Year

They cut through the hillside revealing the light.They found me with my coat sleeves fraying in soft threads. Velvet eyed in the twilight, as stunned a moonstruck doe! With the door hanging on its hinges as though it no longer … Continue reading

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Blue Coffee at Solstice

  Blue Coffee at Solstice Solstice runs its tongue along the horizon Tasting the iron and salt in the forest’s edge Light creeps round the tower’s clock Showing the shattered side As well as the perfect profile. Animals run gravely past … Continue reading

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November 6th

November 6th Vanitas Transfixed by a  climaxing  pomegranate Rolling in a heap of  ravening tulips The  indulgence of a dead hare – Smooth elision of eucharist And black holes, white cloth spills A greedy cream over black skins The lizard gnawing on rotting … Continue reading

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The day after Halloween

The day after Halloween At our cafe a woman keeps trying to catch my eye Whilst I am trying to read a  badly subtitled tv She is getting louder, but a thousand are caught In a  bottleneck, a madman chops his … Continue reading

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Honey

Honey Longing for the murmurous voice that once sweetened sleep The moss buttoned  tight across  the breast, each dusty mould Finely crafted,  the exquisite tuning of thrumming insects Such silvery hands, each turning the leaves As the little flames lick the … Continue reading

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Lost Cities

Varanasi Windows-  Watercolour and collage on paper by Veronica Aldous 2016 All Rights Reserved Lost Cities The citadels beneath the Indus spiritises My waking hours, as if just out of reach There we go about our business As if no calamitous anvil … Continue reading

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