I hadn't met his kind before.
His misericord face - really,
like a joke on his father - blurred
as if from years of polish;
...
Here, I should surely think of home -
my country and the neat steep town
where I grew up: its banks of cloud,
the winds and changing, stagey light,
...
Kate Clanchy (born 1965 Glasgow, Scotland) is a Scottish writer. She was educated in Edinburgh and Oxford University. She lived in London's East End for several years, before moving to Oxfordshire where she now works as a teacher, journalist and freelance writer. Her poetry and seven radio plays have been broadcast by BBC Radio. She is a regular contributor to The Guardian newspaper; her work appeared in The Scotsman, the New Statesman and Poetry Review. She also writes for radio and broadcasts on the World Service and BBC Radio 3 and 4. 2009. She is a Creative Writing Fellow of Oxford Brookes University and teaches Creative Writing at the Arvon Foundation. She is currently one of the writers-in-residence at the charity First Story. Her poetry has been included in A Book of Scottish Verse (2002) and The Edinburgh book of twentieth-century Scottish poetry (2006))
Stance
Now I sit my child on the jut
of my hip, and take
his weight with the curve
of my waist, like a tree
split at the fork,
like lovers leaning out of a waltz.
Nothing is lost. I was never
one of those girls
stood slim as a sapling.
I was often alone at the dance.