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Border State<\/strong> in the black space of a slim black boy or girl<\/p>\n slender black chest a round that might be a testicle there are no eyelashes there is the black sound of the sea the sound of the deep black sea the iced black of the sea the blackened ankles are like knots in a rope<\/p>\n \u2018Sweet Jesus,\u2019 we say <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Cat Woodward<\/strong> is a feminist lyric poet studying for a PhD at UEA. Her thesis explores robot voices and the robot as lyric poetics. Her poetry has been published in Lighthouse, Brittle Star, The Interpreter’s House<\/em> and S\/S\/Y\/K.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Border State Or Through a Glass Darkly in the black space is the black face of a slim black boy or girl slender black chest pout of lips a round that might be a testicle black as a plum there are no eyelashes there are crows that scatter but do not fly […]<\/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-11834","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11834","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=11834"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11834\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":11836,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11834\/revisions\/11836"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=11834"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=11834"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=11834"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nOr Through a Glass Darkly<\/em><\/p>\n
\nis the black face<\/p>\n
\npout of lips<\/p>\n
\nblack as a plum<\/p>\n
\nthere are crows that scatter but do not fly away
\nit is hard to tell in the dark<\/p>\n
\nits black-tipped waves<\/p>\n
\nits reach like the shadows of pine trees<\/p>\n
\nits smash of black-sequinned human fish<\/p>\n
\n\u2018cover me over\u2019<\/p>\n