Christine Coleman comes from Sussex and now works in Adult Education in Birmingham, Several of her poems have won prizes. As part of the poetry ensemble Late Shift, she has performed at literary festivals, including Edinburgh. She also writes fiction.
I’ll live in a house with high ceilings,
and practise topiary.
Yew hedges will take root
along the skirting boards.
I’ll clip them into crenellations
below the roses on the coving,
gouge out small, square windows
to let green light spill in.
New fronds, bright as limes
will stroke my cheek, my palms,
and winter berries will kindle
the white tips of my fingers.
I’ll curl up on the springy floor
of camomile and thyme. Trace
familiar features in the dark.
Wind will stream up from the river,
clatter through the aspen leaves.
Drown out the one not chosen.
Poem published in: The Collection, 2006 (TNW 85); 1st prize in New Writer Prose & Poetry Prizes 2006 (Single Poem category)
Publications:
Pamphlet Collection: Single Travellers, Flarestack, 2004. ISBN 1900397706
Anthology: Four Caves of the Heart, an anthology of fourteen women poets, (Second Light Publications, ISBN 095469340X)
Novel: The Dangerous Sports Euthanasia Society (Transita 2005 ISBN 1905175183)
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