I am folding the freshly sewn fabric,
checking the new design is full coloured.
I see my daughter bat then grab the drapes,
tasting the flavour of the freshly stitched hem.
My first reaction is to go to her,
tap her hand, admonish as I should –
– But I stop myself, hold back the intuition,
knowledge should not just be a response to no.
She lets the drape fall from her soft mouth
turns towards me smiles, looks for something new.
Glen Wilson lives in Portadown, Co Armagh with his wife Rhonda and children Sian and Cain.
He has been published in Iota, A New Ulster and The Interpreters House.
In 2014 he won the Poetry Space competition and was shortlisted for the Wasafiri New Writing Prize.
He is currently working on his first collection of poetry.
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