This poem was written by a high school student at Callendar House in September 2025, during a workshop delivered by Never Such Innocence, in response to Diana Forster’s art exhibition Somewhere to Stay.
She’s frail, she’s weak, and I can hardly look at her.
She’s flesh and bones, not a stranger.
They say she can’t come,
She’s too fragile, she won’t make it,
Like a passage that can’t be delivered,
That can’t be opened.
She’s supposed to be with us, at our new home.
But without her, it’s just a building,
A place we have to stay, more than bricks and stone.