The landlord said The rules is rules.
No paintings on them walls.
She thinks of what he’s charging
for one room, calmly lifts
a hammer and a nail, takes aim.
A fragment of flocked wallpaper
abseils onto the pillow.
She straightens up the still-life,
Caravaggio print. Impulsive purchase
from a car-boot sale.
Well pleased, she steps back
to admire her handiwork.
The child she is carrying applauds.
Lydia Robb writes poetry and prose in both Scots and English. Recipient of a number of poetry prizes. First collection of poetry, Last Tango with Magritte published by Chapman Publishing Edinburgh 2001. More than enough poems for another collection, should a publisher be interested.