Back in May, my poem, Outside, was selected as part of the Art in the Underbelly Exhibition in association with Popshot. 14 poems were illustrated by 14 different artists and all displayed alongside eachother at the AITU space in Norfolk. It was also featured as part of the Norfolk and Norwich Festival visual arts programme.
Unfortunately, for technical reasons, I was unable to share this at the time, but am delighted to be able to share this with you now.
Tommy Perman created a beautiful illustration for my poem, and will also be displaying it, along with my poem, at an exhibition of his work at the Scottish Storytelling Centre, Edinburgh in December. More information on that can be found here.
Here is the poem, and the illustration.
Outside, she stoops to pick up milk.
The street stands still. Holds breath.
New. The air is clear, receptive
and poised to listen to birds
playing flutes from telegraph poles
lined on wires, meandering melodies
with a stutter, sudden wavers
new and unsure.
Outside. She’s missed its’ airs,
its’ subtle fidgeting
the brushing of skins. Kissings.
Even greys of spring daylight
cause eyes to squint, retract.
How easy to become unaccustomed.
Uneasy. The stillness exaggerates
and draws sharp, turns familiar
to foreign over nights.