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Temple Meads<\/strong><\/p>\n Beneath vast curves of brick and iron and stone, His works are mighty; the fabled bridge On an old map it\u2019s shown as simple fields. <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Mark Totterdell<\/strong>\u2019s poems have appeared in magazines including Ambit, The Interpreter\u2019s House, The Rialto<\/em> and Stand<\/em>. His collection This Patter of Traces<\/em> was published by Oversteps Books in 2014. Website; http:\/\/marktotterdell.moonfruit.com<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Temple Meads Beneath vast curves of brick and iron and stone, I bend towards the small black tablet, trying to establish a connection. His works are mighty; the fabled bridge that spans nothing, the great ship that came home. Now, everything is shrunk. I search for links. On an old map it\u2019s […]<\/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-11670","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11670","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=11670"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11670\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":11672,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11670\/revisions\/11672"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=11670"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=11670"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=11670"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nI bend towards the small black tablet,
\ntrying to establish a connection.<\/p>\n
\nthat spans nothing, the great ship that came home.
\nNow, everything is shrunk. I search for links.<\/p>\n
\nThere\u2019ll be some story of gods and nature
\nthat a few clicks will find. My finger\u2019s poised.<\/p>\n