A little bit of verse from Chloe Clarke who performed at the recent Light and Shade event for National Poetry Day with our favourite wordsmith, Heather Wastie.
And what a legacy they left
the sound of the machines are still beating in their blood lines
They kept soldiers warm after years of fighting their own battles in the cold
Fingerprints of their existence
Inked themselves over the whole town, country,
A museum of memories to encapsulate their years
A shrine to their blood sweat and tears.
© Chloe Clarke Commissioned by Museum of Carpet, Kidderminster, October 2015