Further post card collage works from Vera Goodman of 'The Intuitionists'...I thought I would include several short poems from Enid Baker's diary pages...which seem to float like small streams of consciousness...
Silently
fallen
faith
glanced up at the sky
and the small blocks of colour
flooding the house of illusions
and the wooden chair
dancing by the window
gestures
kiss me.
Sunday
strangely silent and deserted
the remembrance of things past
day trips to the edge of the sea
praying at the edge of the sea
returning
falling asleep
upon a book of fish.
.
the tapestry of mans fallen vision
history
desire
spirit
abandoned
and beneath the banner of love
the bridegroom and bride
walk on in silence
as painted wall-flowers
standing with waving flags
ask to be remembered.
Vincent boasted an almost feminine beauty
pale and translucent
falling
falling
falling
meeting his passion
Vincent was alone.
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