Poems & Essays

14 May

Women’s Work

General/Column No Response

Blank tapestry,
waiting to be embroidered.
A barren landscape, grey and cotton,
devoid of all flowers,
wishing to be seeded by my needle,
longing for colour to implant itself.

I prick my finger.
The red spreads and stains,
violent and sickening as unwanted flowers.
Weeks of stitching, wasted.
This blood dyed graveyard,
all that I can weave.


Kirsty A. Niven lives in Dundee, Scotland with her husband and two cats. Her poetry has appeared in The Dawntreader, The Machinery, GFT Presents: One in Four, Sarasvati, A Prince Tribute, LOVE: A Collection of Poetry and Prose on Loving and Being in Love, Poetry Super Highway, Artificial Womb, the Ground Fresh Thursday series, Journeys Dundee and numerous other publications.

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