Poetry: Clear Blue

Poetry: Clear Blue

'Clear Blue' by Rosie Ellen. A poetic exploration of a lady who is having difficulty conceiving a baby. Her name is May. 

Around 1 in 7 couples may have difficulty conceiving. This is approximately 3.5 million people in the UK. May feels stuck. Stuck between joy and jealousy, celebrating and commiserating and being present in the moment and absent in her mind. She pinches herself to try and prevent herself from 'tunneling' too far and breaking into undesirable mental spaces.


 

CLEAR BLUE
 

The song has been sung

by the instrument of tongues

the glow of candles

has been excitedly blown

oh

how the years

how they have flown

 

spit splutters through the gap where her two front teeth should be

she’s six

with long, golden, frizzy hair

stood upon a distressed kitchen chair

fringed in soft focus

surrounded

by a sea of faces

a

n

c

h

o

r

e

d

 with

smiles of adoration and glee

mine

instead

is focused on me

unfree

moored

by my feet

which weigh

more than the granite below

my stripy-socked toes

 

my thumb and forefinger pinch

the flesh above my hip

 

(roughly

an inch)

 

pinch

 

snap back

 

pinch

snap back!

snap back

from the crack

to here

this place

this estate

where all the houses look the same

back

where normality is engraved

and ingrained

perfection sought after

and cleverly framed

 

expectation-enslaved

I wait

swallow my spit

to push

the tempest

d

o

w

   no to combustion

&

                                                               destruction

 

pinch

 

three cheers for Annie

 

Hip – pinch

Hip – pinch

 

Hooray!

 

 

Lead image: Nastasia Alberti
Words: Rosie Ellen

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