Saturday, 26 November 2011
Friday, 18 November 2011
Exhibition
Saturday, 12 November 2011
Poem
Kate Broadhurst (Bannatyne)
Dartington Years 1975 -1982
The Memory Box
By Kate Broadhurst (Bannatyne)
It was in this room
he rolled the orb across my desk
like a small sun
smiled and said
describe for me this orange.
From these porous walls
I learned to drink flowers
sing spirals of colour
follow a sonnet
and read every curve of the river.
In this rare place
I traced the outline of his face
and learned how to see
between the lines
with my eyes half-closed.
Deep in this copse
I learned to be bold
and climbed half-way up
to scar my heart
into big beech bark.
In here I was taught
to diminish the seventh
that three can recur
and first asked the question
but how do you know?
It was in this box cupboard
under these stairs
I learned to drink apples
and feel for his lips
soft in the dark.