In a small translucent box they wait
colour coded full of memories.
My Mam sewed all our clothes.
Gathering buttons like sweet treats
to make blouses and dresses our own.
I see her bent over vogue patterns still.
Let’s make the sleeves silk
cover the buttons with the same shade.
When chucking out or recycling
I cut off buttons, add them to the box.
Me who was thrown out of sewing
blotches on my run and fell seam.
Greens and blues remind me of Dollymount beach
sea stretching to infinity.
Yellow and orange shimmer
sunshine on a Glasgow day.
My favourite a heart shaped button
in bruised purple.
Rona Fitzgerald was born in Dublin and now lives in Glasgow. Her most recent publications are Aiblins: New Scottish Political Poetry, Three Drops from a Cauldron Midwinter Special, Obsessed with Pipework No. 78, Oxford Poetry XVI.iii Winter 2016-17, and ten poems in Resurrection of a Sunflower: Pski’s Porch, 2017.