{"id":10325,"date":"2016-03-30T08:00:52","date_gmt":"2016-03-30T08:00:52","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ink.verticalplus.co.uk\/archive\/?p=10325"},"modified":"2020-12-09T15:10:23","modified_gmt":"2020-12-09T15:10:23","slug":"anthony-wilson-4","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/anthony-wilson-4\/","title":{"rendered":"Anthony Wilson"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>The Future<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>My children think they know you<br \/>\nas they prepare statements<\/p>\n<p>to gain entry into the next<br \/>\nof what you have in store.<\/p>\n<p>They return each night<br \/>\nwith requests for homework and parties<\/p>\n<p>which bulge in their bags indistinguishably.<br \/>\nPerhaps you look on them kindly<\/p>\n<p>as an uncle they see once a year<br \/>\nslipping them money through his goodbyes.<\/p>\n<p>You place an arm round their shoulders<br \/>\nwatching them pay for goods they cannot afford.<\/p>\n<p>You speak to them with kindness,<br \/>\nsending them messages of hope<\/p>\n<p>which pass your lips in silence<br \/>\neven though you are smiling.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Anthony Wilson<\/strong> is editor of <em>Lifesaving Poems<\/em> (Bloodaxe, 2015), based on his blog of the same name. His other books include <em>Riddance<\/em> (Worple Press, 2012) and a memoir of cancer, <em>Love for Now<\/em> (Impress Books, 2012). He blogs at <a href=\"http:\/\/anthonywilsonpoetry.com\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">www.anthonywilsonpoetry.com<\/a> Twitter: @awilsonpoet<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; &nbsp; The Future My children think they know you as they prepare statements to gain entry into the next of what you have in store. They return each night with requests for homework and parties which bulge in their bags indistinguishably. Perhaps you look on them kindly as an uncle they see once a [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_et_pb_use_builder":"","_et_pb_old_content":"","_et_gb_content_width":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[135,7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-10325","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-2016-poetry-picks","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10325","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=10325"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10325\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":23827,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10325\/revisions\/23827"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=10325"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=10325"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=10325"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}