The rope of truth does not go far
You may only roam
the world you know
Paper mines are scattered
like rose petals
Each lick of ink explosive
We are in glass jars
stacked on shelves
Pricked holes on top to breathe
Is it easier to wait for the sky to fall
or take out the pins that hold it up?
Wire cats sing until they don’t
“Sing no more” says the fog
And the phonograph sits silently,
For the bull to find its horns.
My anthology is called We are in Glass Jars, a line from Petticoat. I wrote that line with the image of people constantly on display, as if they were in a museum. I feel like many people are constantly scared of judgement and I want to reflect that in my writing.
My name is Freya and I'm 15 years old. I've been involved in scouting for 9 years and I was selected to go on the World Scout Jamboree in North America this summer. In order to go, we must raise £160,000 and a portion of what we raise will help fund lower income countries to go. I enjoy writing poetry and decided that I wanted to create an anthology in order to raise funds for the jamboree.
The book will be A5, containing at least 30 of my poems and will be soft bound with a spine. There will also be my original sketches accompanying some of the poems.
Please add postage to your pledge (apart from the PDF) as follows:
£10 (Rest of World)