Womb by Kate Amoss February 26, 2015June 26, 2017 Peter Bankson Poetry It is hunger that drives me to fill the void Ransacking cupboards for scraps of sustenance Food lengthens my limbs and expands my girth Like Alice I dream of rooms too small Wondering as I push my foot up the chimney Am I finally enough to be born? Where Does a Poem Come From? by Kate Amoss Hymn to Phil by Kate Amoss