Taking the seven alternating stripes of the weavings themselves as a starting point, the collection of seven-line poems written by Tessa Berring, Lynn Davidson, Marjorie Lotfi Gill, Jane Goldman and JL Williams also incorporate responses to one another’s writing, which echo the very nature of the exhibition – an undertaking that is at once collective and individual:

Hang my life on a wall, woman, and break it

into seven parts. Give each stripe a hand to tell

its story as a loveline, a lifeline across the palm –

it’s never a perfect square, though the eye will want

it so, correct it. Leave the edges ragged raw,

a tide line of hours, the evidence of plumbing depth.

Even the shadows show where the light won’t go.

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