National Poetry Day was marked at St Swithun's by a competition for pupils to respond in poetry to a piece of artwork. The competition was won by Harriet Rose M5 who wrote the following piece in response to 'At the Balcony' painted by Pino Daeni.
From ‘At the Balcony’ (Pino Daeni)
Truthfully, my darling, I
Forgot where I began.
What hopeless eyes and crippled tongue
And fevered heart of man.
I’ve nothing left to scratch against
The stars or on the sun,
In the after-glow of pain, with all
The things that pain has done.
And I have died a thousand times,
While waiting at your door.
Caught between the itching shade and
Breathless grace I saw.
While curved around the sky’s embrace,
You never notice me.
Your shoulder, like a swallow’s wing,
Aligned so beautifully.
My dear, but I have loved and loved,
So fiercely and true.
Such burning heat of heart and soul –
I found myself in you.
And I don’t care for Heaven now –
I’m not afraid to say.
I was born to die, and God
Will kill me either way.
I am not delivered, love,
Until you let me speak.
The roaring up against my ribs
Has made my rhythm weak.
But I will sing like rifle fire;
My love will wake the dead.
We’ll all be judged eventually,
For that’s what Jesus said.
But what of judgement? What of death?
You overthrow the flame.
Fists of joy and walls of hope,
We’ll leave the way we came.