My poem is a reflection on Psalm 22:14:
‘I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint. My heart has turned to wax; it has melted within me.’
This has always felt raw and honest to me in addressing love and loss. My intent with the poem is to talk about memory and the intimate moments that stay with me. These moments are about the people and the space they inhabit in their environment. The space and the memories surrounding it. Memory triggers for me are often locations and images, especially drawings rather than photographs.