Kate Bass lives with her family in Cambridge, where she works as an illustrator.
Her first pamphlet, The Onion House (published by Many Press, 1996), received critical acclaim. She was shortlisted for the Arts Council/Radio 4 ‘First Verse’ award in 2002.
'Distinctive, seductive, and highly readable.’ — Hugo Williams
When I know you are coming home
I put on this necklace:
glass beads on a silken thread,
a blue that used to match my eyes.
I like to think I am remembering you.
I like to think you don’t forget.
The necklace lies heavy on my skin,
it clatters when I reach down
to lift my screaming child.
I swing her, roll her in my arms until she forgets.
The beads glitter in the flicker of a TV set
as I sit her on my lap
and wish away the afternoon.
I wait until I hear a gate latch lift
the turn of key in lock.
I sit amongst toys and unwashed clothes,
I sit and she fingers the beads until you speak
in a voice that no longer seems familiar, only strange.
I turn as our child tugs at the string.
I hear a snap and a sound like falling rain.
(from The Pasta Maker)