The picture is of the first serious piece of cross stitch my daughter Emma did using a poem I wrote. It was embroidered for a piece she submitted as part of her graphic art degree 14 years ago. Since then she has lived in Japan, Australia, Cornwall and now not very far from me in West Sussex, UK, She has continued her passion for cross stitch embarking on a number of cross stitch projects viewable here for those inclined. It gives me pleasure to see her pursuing her passions and pride that she would choose a poem of mine for her degree … .
Silent sanctuary in the madness of the working day . . .
Thought on the way into work about imperfection
Shame is the name of the game and the flame that burns and turns the tide of feeling that leaves me staring at the ceiling
the night is tremendous blue / dream blue / believer's blue / and you /
Everyone Is Someone Else