Victor : Writing

Let Them Eat Flowers

Let Them Eat Flowers

A Poem by Victor


I am among the wild French Horns this evening People are shouting in Iraq But on the coast of England we hear only butterflies Melt..
Of Quiet Beauty

Of Quiet Beauty

A Poem by Victor


Her form is as a plain says nothing And she doesn't speak or breathe But when she moves alone I smell The clearest sound that harmo..
Ineffable Fire

Ineffable Fire

A Poem by Victor


That life be but the tragedy of men And death her final scene, In which our lonely subject raises An ineffectual malediction-- In defiance of deat..
Sweetly Broken

Sweetly Broken

A Poem by Victor


As silence sweetly broken, Or hesitation in air, The sacred silver tide, In buried broken song Nocturnal, the whisper fair; Redolent on the sho..