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Geminids<\/strong><\/p>\n Warm-wrapped, commonwards, From all sides we\u2019re buzzed from craning, we glimpse a meteorite, another frozen hour, <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Clive Eastwood\u00a0<\/strong> is originally from Haslingden, Lancashire and now living in Kent. A full collection Fly in Red Wine<\/em> was published by NPF in 2000.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Geminids Warm-wrapped, commonwards, we crackle grass-frost to stare side by side into a sky free of nightcloud except for the wisps we exhale. From all sides we\u2019re buzzed by coming-in-to-land lights, so many and so bright they might be a single plane criss-crossing as it looks for us. Drunk, dizzy from craning, […]<\/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-11727","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11727","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=11727"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11727\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":11907,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11727\/revisions\/11907"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=11727"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=11727"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=11727"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nwe crackle grass-frost to stare
\nside by side into a sky
\nfree of nightcloud
\nexcept for the wisps we exhale.<\/p>\n
\nby coming-in-to-land lights,
\nso many and so bright they might
\nbe a single plane criss-crossing
\nas it looks for us. Drunk, dizzy<\/p>\n
\na scratch of light no longer
\nthan an eyelash \u2013 then a second
\nin a different arc of sky.
\nBut it\u2019s early yet, we must wait<\/p>\n
\nfloating handinhand
\nabove the earth-bound planes.
\nThere\u2019s so much space
\nup here, above the rooftops!<\/p>\n