This bird statue has flown down the generations
and has landed at my doorstep.
I open the door and pick it up and it is hard
with rock eyes darker than the night sky.
I slowly walk to my bedroom,
holding this fragile object and sit it down on my windowsill,
waiting for it to fly to freedom.
“Go,” I whisper to it.
It looks back at me and eventually
it flies to the next generation.
“I shall see you again,”
I whisper under my breath
and then I leave the room.
From this day on I shall remember that
is my inheritance.
This poem was awarded the REX Primary Prize for Poetry Object 2018
‘My Inheritance’ looks to the past in order to imagine the present. The poet’s wise and gracious voice speaks of an
understanding of intergenerational flow and the complexities and sometimes-difficulties of legacy. This wide lens, of witnessing something that has ‘flown down the generations’, brings a remarkable groundedness.
Language is clean, direct and sharp. Imagery (for example, the unusual ‘rock eyes’) is spaced around the page with an impressive understanding of rhythm – line breaks and enjambment are used to give pause and encourage flow in a way that is synergistic with meaning.
~ Red Room Poetry Team
Watch our Poetry Object 2018 Winning Poems Animation