This wee poem was made following a writing exercise started at a poetry workshop today. The workshop was ‘Sparking Ideas from Science’ given by Emily Dodd at the D’Arcy Thompson Zoology Museum (University of Dundee), and was part of the Women in Science Festival.
Thanks for the workshop, Emily – it was great fun!
The End of an Elephant’s Tail
The words did not match the object,
Though both were genuine and correct,
Neither jungle book nor catalogue,
Could vindicate the actual amputation.
Never seen in life, small and last,
There to thrash my insect torments,
Held tight unhanded chasing aunty,
Always a child to her unforgotten bulk.