Outside My Window
The Poetry of Victoria Rose
About The Book
Victoria Rose’s poetry opens the reader to places where “snow melts around dead roots,” where “bees flower in their flush”
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Hello everyone, my name is Victoria. I am inviting you to…
Hello everyone, my name is Victoria. I am inviting you to read my work. I think you’ll like my poems. Discover a little about…
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MIX MEDIA
My palette not oil or acrylics,but beautiful chalks. I love chalk they’re not tubes of paint nor as messyor oils that are so costly,…
- Hello everyone, my name is Victoria. I am inviting you to…Hello everyone, my name is Victoria. I am inviting you to read my work. I think you’ll like my poems. Discover a little about yourself, too. Poetry is more than words; it is a living part of all of us. We are all poets, discover the poet inside of you.
- MIX MEDIAMy palette not oil or acrylics,but beautiful chalks. I love chalk they’re not tubes of paint nor as messyor oils that are so costly, but chalk has finger-smearingquality. Brushes aren’t needed, but use them for a different effectto the rendering.And easily add new colors in seconds but the problem with chalk, is that they aren’t… Read more: MIX MEDIA
- TO YOUR LIFEYellow leafedandearly sunsweptthe breezecauseda Goldenlaughterheardall overOctober
Outside My Window 