‘L’Heure Bleu’ poems by Aad de Gids and C. Murray

L’Heure Bleu

a dwell in the night a, sigh. a dervish dislodged a textile, sigh
it is the night it is a night on earth the hedges prematurely in
bloom with almost lightning, flowers so, white and optic so,opioid
a scent as some people sit on a bench and conspicuous leaves on
the forestrial floor. oak moss and waterlily release pungent smells
as pungent as sexual. it is the blue hour between love and war,
dark mosses vessels almost for some astral war, the trail of laurel
and pittosporum the navigational mappology by which we float as in,
an unseen jar a headspace placed on the venezolan roraima to catch
this petite star orchids’ unbelievable strong pineapplescent. as
the classic perfumes however stay true to a private royaume along
forgotten paths in venezuela, brazil, malaysia and italy, guerlain’s
famous perfume l’heure bleue stays true to its 1912 formula…..

L’Heure Bleue is © Aad de Gids

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*L’Heure Bleue or ‘the bluish hour’ was created by Jacques Guerlain in 1912. The fragrance is velvety soft and romantic, it is a fragrance of bluish dusk and anticipation of night, before the first stars appear in the sky. The top notes are opening with spicy-sweet aniseed and fresh bergamot that gently lead to the heart of rose, carnation, tuberose, violet, and neroli. The soft and powdery floral notes are resting on a base of vanilla, Tonka bean, iris and benzoin. The perfume is mysterious, elegant and timeless. It was created by Raymond Guerlain. The bottle is shaped like the one of Mitsouko and the stopper is shaped like a hollow heart that alludes to romantic pre-war years. [fragrantica]

Famine Ship at Murrisk Abbey *

‘L’heure bleue’ for Aad de Gids
 
That almost night
at Murrisk Abbey.
 
Darkness begins to drop
its black capillaries, its ink blots.
 
Rorschach animals ink sky’s ultramarine
seeping their blue tones into the sea.
 
The reek looms above Murrisk Abbey.
Altared, a blown bouquet
 
tissues its stem toward
the famine ship,
 
bone-souldered
its graven skeletons
 
knit ‘ship’
it baulks the dark,
 
blacker than the fallen sky,
the fairylight houses.
 
Blacker still than stone.
  
by C. Murray
* The National Famine Memorial by John Behan RHA at Murrisk, Co Mayo

7408_944735395543989_347432016492282884_nAad de Gids is from Schiedam, Netherlands. He  works as a psychiatric nurse. trance the ibisworld by Aad de Gids  is available on Poethead. He has co-authored Machinations (KFS Press) an ekphrastic collaboration with Michael McAloran  soon to be reissued via Oneiros Books , and a text collaboration Code #4 Texts  (Oneiros Books, 2014). His  chapbook acryl lacquer lost in the forest  was published by Bone Orchard Press in  2014.

Books by Aad de Gids

 Famine Ship at Murrisk Abbey * ‘L’heure bleue’ for Aad de Gids That almost night at Murrisk Abbey. Darkness begins to drop its black capillaries, its ink blots. Rorschach animals ink sky’s ultramarine seeping their blue tones into the sea. The reek looms above Murrisk Abbey. Altared, a blown bouquet tissues its stem toward the famine ship, bone-souldered its graven skeletons knit ‘ship’ it baulks the dark, blacker than the fallen sky, the fairylight houses. Blacker still than stone. * The National Famine Memorial by John Behan RHA at Murrisk, Co Mayo behan.jpg acryl lacquer lost in the forest

acryl lacquer lost in the forest
Code #4 Texts
Code #4 Texts
Machinations
Machinations
  1. Code #4 Texts
  2. acryl lacquer lost in the forest
  3. trance the ibisworld
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