by Trish Harris
‘We wash up
on the current
dinghies bobbing in the swell.
Sometimes an oar touches.
Hello, hello over there
we say to each other
lying on our white sheets
watching the view.’
My wide white bed is a poignant journey through the swells and up draughts of recovery, where hope and humour are never far away. It captures the small but significant interactions with hospital staff and other patients, from the moorings of a wide, white bed, during a prolonged stay in the hospital after orthopaedic surgery. The simple yet beautifully crafted poems make this a book everyone can appreciate – readers and non-readers of poetry alike.
Trish Harris’s first collection of poetry follows the success of her memoir, The Walking Stick Tree (2016).
$22 – Available now from bookshops and from Landing Press. To order online click here.
“Out of this a real human voice emerges to display the life of a mind under duress – bored at times – and stuck in a place it does not want to be – only to find some delight in the fact that life teems there regardless, just as it does everywhere.” — Glenn Colquhoun, poet and GP
“We feel the mood of the ward, sense the fear underlying the casual comment, rejoice in the kindness of staff and wish the tea lady could get a break. The reader is left with a sense of a time and place, and an experience deeply felt.” — Jenny Bornholdt, poet
“In a few words Trish Harris gives us small visions of hospital life … roommates make connections and encourage each other as their bodies and bones heal. These poems are a delight to read and will appeal to patients, staff and beyond.” — Anne Taylor, Orthopaedic Clinical Nurse Manager of Hutt Hospital
Listen to Trish reading a poem from the book