Felt & embroidery artist Jan Lewis of the Profanity Embroidery Group interprets my poem, ‘lines’ –
Lines come from frowning, from genes of course,
from antidepressants and from divorce, from
free radicals, from rays of the sun, from sleeping
on your face and going for a run, drinking from
a bottle repetitively, from diet and pollution and
chewing gum excessively, from denying age-defying
cream, from smiling, from squinting, from inhaling
nicotine, from alcohol [in excess], from drugs,
from grumbling and from too little sex. Yet lines
are one sign I’ve survived. My lines equal ageing.
Anti-ageing equals anti-life. My lines will go, the moment I die
STOP PRESS ‘Older Women Rock!’ has been flagged up as one of ‘the best literature projects with older adults’
Older Women Rock! 