Paris all white like icing sugar on a cake

  • Le Place des Invalides

    Birds, black chisel nicks
    In the white
    Cathedral mask of the sky

    Snow falls quicker
    Born of the uncandled quarter
    The land of failed prayers.

    The font of this time is empty
    Only ice and the blown out light
    Of unfinished windows.

    Across the river, towards
    Le Place des Invalides
    Statues have the green stain

    Strain to see through
    The wedding-storm confetti flakes.

    We are green no more, this land and I,
    At war with the winds
    The roaring mouth of frost.

    Birds scatter the sky
    Riding the night’s guillotine fall,
    Auguries of it all

    This winter without end.



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About The Author

Sean Woodward is a British artist, writer and musician. His art is collected internationally and his essays, fiction and poetry have been published in a number of international publications. He is the author of A Grammar of Spirits, Keys to the Hoodoo Kingdom, ARCHONIX, NECRONIX, Erzulie of the Deep, The Grimoire of ZAL and co-author of The Infernal Faces of Hekate. AEONIX and Keys to the Voudon Kingdom are forthcoming from

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