{"id":10453,"date":"2016-04-06T08:00:45","date_gmt":"2016-04-06T08:00:45","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ink.verticalplus.co.uk\/archive\/?p=10453"},"modified":"2016-03-29T09:26:25","modified_gmt":"2016-03-29T09:26:25","slug":"grant-tarbard-6","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/grant-tarbard-6\/","title":{"rendered":"Grant Tarbard"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Ossein of Magpie<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>In the space between my ribs there is song,<br \/>\nfor the magpie that put it there is trapped<br \/>\nin my chest of needles. Once swallowed all<br \/>\nI could see of it was a zoetrope<br \/>\nof tangerines. The terrified thing shook<br \/>\nall night long, I couldn&#8217;t get a wink of sleep<br \/>\nwhile it&#8217;s navel orange beak reflected<br \/>\nilluminations between cartilage.<br \/>\nThe magpie grows tired now, its attempts to<br \/>\nbreak free of the webbing of my breast are<br \/>\nfeeble, it\u2019s made its prison in my nest<br \/>\nof thistles and ripe red berries that I<br \/>\nget complimented on. I&#8217;ve been viewed as<br \/>\nan absurd grotesque, my magpie soothes me.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Grant Tarbard<\/strong>\u2018s first chapbook <em>Yellow Wolf<\/em> is published by WK Press, his first full collection <a href=\"https:\/\/sites.google.com\/a\/lapwingpublications.com\/lapwing-store\/grant-tarbard\" target=\"_blank\"><em>As I Was Pulled Under the Earth<\/em> <\/a>is out now from Lapwing.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Ossein of Magpie In the space between my ribs there is song, for the magpie that put it there is trapped in my chest of needles. Once swallowed all I could see of it was a zoetrope of tangerines. The terrified thing shook all night long, I couldn&#8217;t get a wink of [&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":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-10453","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10453","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=10453"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10453\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":10457,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10453\/revisions\/10457"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=10453"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=10453"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=10453"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}