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Issue Two features two artworks by Veronica Aldous, containing words from her poems Orion and the Moth with Devastating Wings.

The poems are presented here in full.

 

Orion

I have nothing of you but a look

fully fashioned and well fitting

a carte visitante with a little drop of blood

a civilised wolf's lick from a book:

I could touch you but I don't

sucking the dog star

is the white walls falling

a slide of wet silk

uh-oh in the morning

and a salty vulpine taste.

 

The Moth with Devastating Wings

As paper slipped beneath a door

the moth with devastating wings

its grey and amber markings leave

a caramel sticky ruinous flaw
 

and as a hand that reappears

its gestures play upon the heart

a figure comes unbidden, spare

his voice a signal - sex's spore
 

the shadow's soul, the soul's own mind

has left its instrument unstrung

and in the dark it has its way

eating nectar unrefined
 

as wings vibrate deep at the core

at infrasound below desire

he trips a kind of needle jazz

I want

to draw

his mouth contour.