SEVEN VOICES
  • About
    • Emily Norcliffe
    • Clarissa Wigoder
  • Curators
  • Contributors
    • TT19 >
      • Delphine Chalmers
      • Kate Weir
      • Natalie Perman
      • Kwan Q Li
      • Alex Beukers
      • George Wilson
    • MT18 >
      • Catherine Cibulskis
      • Bethan James
      • Rose Morley
      • Maia Webb-Hayward
      • Kwan-Ann Tan
      • Hannah Patient
      • Martha West
    • TT18 >
      • Jonny Budd
      • Charlotte Bunney
      • Jack Cooper
      • Nick Smart
      • Sarah Spencer
      • Simran Uppal
    • HT18 >
      • Clara Atkinson
      • Haroun Hameed
      • Meredith Kenton
      • Billy Lucas
      • Jessie Palmer
      • Anjelica Smerin
      • Emily Wigoder
    • TT17 >
      • Harri Adams
      • Julieta Caldas
      • Hannah Chukwu
      • Anietie Ekanem
      • Bea Grant
      • AS
      • Annabel Sim
    • HT17 >
      • Ed Maclean
      • Georgina Lloyd-Owen
      • Surya Bowyer
      • David Carey
      • Robert Jackson
      • Minying Huang
      • Jessica Ockenden
    • MT16 >
      • Charles Pidgeon
      • Adham Smart
      • Rebecca Thornton
      • Thomas Hornigold
      • Annie Hayter
      • Adam Milner
      • Thomas Lawrence
    • TT16 >
      • Thea Keller
      • Rebecca Took
      • Dominic Leonard
      • Anna Manning
      • Ben Ray
      • Harry Baker
    • HT16 >
      • Catriona Bolt
      • Ryan O'Reilly
      • Rebecca Marks
      • Ed Gould
      • Honor Vincent
      • Pierre Antoine Zahnd
      • Lindsay Tocik
    • MT15 >
      • Alexander Shaw
      • Lucy Byford
      • Emma Lister
      • JK
      • Kat Lewis
      • Maria Shepard
      • Adam Turner
    • TT15 >
      • Tom Gaisford
      • Jemma Paek
      • Harry Jones
      • Nasim Asl
      • Charlotte Pence
    • HT15 >
      • Ariel Fresh
      • James P Mannion
      • GL
      • I H-M
      • James Mooney
      • Tom Pease
      • Shivani Kochhar
  • Seven Voices
    • TT19 >
      • 1: mottle
      • 2: foam
      • 3: cinders
      • 4: milky
      • 5: dew
      • 6: grounding
      • 7: syrup
    • MT18 >
      • 1: ephemera
      • 2: alcove
      • 3: harem
      • 4: off-kilter
      • 5: stillborn
      • 6: embrace
      • 7: bloom
    • TT18 >
      • 1: percolate
      • 2: limerence
      • 3: wonky
      • 4: diaphanous
      • 5: hiraeth
      • 6: epoch
      • 7: epiphany
    • HT18 >
      • 1: scintillate
      • 2: periphery
      • 3: azure
      • 4: architect
      • 5: limbs
      • 6: ethereal
      • 7: opaque
    • TT17 >
      • 1: act
      • 2: wish
      • 3: fall
      • 4: cry
      • 5: restraint
      • 6: choice
      • 7: consequences
    • HT17 >
      • 1: truth
      • 2: digital
      • 3: horizon
      • 4: sharp
      • 5: luck
      • 6: savage
      • 7: uprising
    • MT16 >
      • 1: shelter
      • 2: morning
      • 3: colossus
      • 4: conceal
      • 5: curiosity
      • 6: recursion
      • 7: spirit
    • TT16 >
      • 1: coincidence
      • 2: details
      • 3: release
      • 4: we
      • 5: spiral
      • 6: dream
      • 7: endings
    • HT16 >
      • 1: evolve
      • 2: doubt
      • 3: memory
      • 4: &
      • 5: physical
      • 6: light
      • 7: permanence
    • MT15 >
      • 1: eclipse
      • 2: submersion
      • 3: collect
      • 4: voyage
      • 5: conflict
      • 6: portal
      • 7: map
    • TT15 >
      • 1: partial
      • 2: suspension
      • 3: £
      • 4: downstairs
      • 5: silence
      • 6: orbit
      • 7: final
    • HT15 >
      • 1: fantasise
      • 2: terror
      • 3: an awkward encounter
      • 4: in between
      • 5: wheel of fortune
      • 6: elemental
      • 7: races
  • Contact

7: Rose Morley

20/4/2019

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7: Maia Webb-Hayward

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7: Catherine Cibulskis

20/4/2019

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The Myth of the Woman and the Flower
“Pity” – “Yes…I’m afraid she’s quite lost her bloom”
 
My dad bought me a plastic plant,
It sits here on my sill;
Its blush is artificial,
It stays green against its will.
Its leaves are made of wax,
Not subject to the Sun – so,
I pocket half the water tax
And house the dead for fun.
 
My mother tends to gardens,
She learns what makes them thrive;
In shade, light, warmth and frost
She finds balance to survive.
This gift went unattended;
To garden was uncool,
Now I bed myself with plastic
And feel a mighty fool.
The plant my dad kindly gave
Begs for me to act,
Its upright stem a contrived part
Of a manmade perennial pact.
It doesn’t take much maintaining,
Staring from that sill,
And yet I have this feeling
That I could kill it still.
 
I long to see some Edelweiss,
That flower means so much,
Hardy and protected,
From human hands which clutch.
Blooming myths are dated,
But blooms run through my core,
Those loving floral wreaths
Are worth remembering once more.
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7: Kwan-Ann Tan

20/4/2019

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