My new pamphlet is out now!
Extract from title poem
The Waney Edge:
She buys the oak from a man in Fife,
high ups hidden forest track,his
calm Alsation rugging the threshold.
She notes his flannel shirt, cuffs rolled
to the elbow, how tenderly he handles
stock. This offcut's waste, waney edge,
flawed by stubborn knots and scars,
a man who values difference then,
the wayward wood that won't conform.
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Praise for The Waney Edge:
‘There is no one else writing like Chloe Balcomb, no one else who can render huge themes – feminism, death, our life with other animals – into such finely-observed and delicately-wrought vignettes vibrant with original diction and vocabulary. Here are poems of tender insight; of quirky circus women; luminous poems of death, its approach and its aftermath; poems that weave the narrator into the life of heron-as-suitor. Whether she’s writing about the last days of a cat, walking into darkness, or a specific piece of timber, Chloe’s attention to detail and her intimate observations of what it means to be alive will surprise and delight.’ Roselle Angwin
‘Women finding their way in the world, surpassing stereotypes, walking their particular tightropes, navigating relationships with family, friends and lovers. These are some of the voices that populate ‘Waney Edge’, Chloe Balcomb’s exquisite debut pamphlet. Grounded and gritty, with a refreshing edge of humour and no trace of easy sentimentality, these poems will lift you off the page and into other lives.’ Seni Seneviratne