Tuesday, 14 February 2017

A poem by Kathryn Alderman

Roll Up The Rug


Let’s wind the years to a tight rug-roll,
pin it out to air to huff
past participles
from its comfy nap.

We’ll unlock the cellar door,
open the high windows
for strange breezes charged
with vanilla and spices.

We made this house with Lego and lullabies,
sweet nights, responsible days,
the ebb and flow
of shouts and songs,
and daemons battled
with our wooden swords.

The path ahead runs shorter
than the one behind.
Come love,
let’s travel light —
here’s a picnic of our favourite things.








Kathryn Alderman -- @kmalderman1 – was an actor for 15 years before becoming a mum and her poetry often dramatises the nuances of human life. Competitions: won Canon Poets’ ‘Sonnet or Not’ (2012), Gloucestershire Writers’ Network runner-up (2012). Publications include: Dear World (Frosted Fire Press, 2014), Salt on the Wind (Elephants Footprint 2015), Last Word in Art (Wilson Art Gallery/Museum 2017). Readings: BBC Radio 4; Cheltenham Literary Festival; Poetry Can Bristol and regularly at Cheltenham’s Buzzwords Poetry Café; Poetry Café Refreshed and with Cheltenham Poetry Festival’s ‘Festival Players’. Kathryn and husband Cliff are herded around Gloucester by enthusiastic Border collie, Isla.

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