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Stroke<\/strong> tap it now with a tuning fork, put it to your ear <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Terry Jones<\/strong>\u2018 poems have appeared in a range of magazines, including The New Statesman, Poetry Review, Agenda, Ambit, Magma, Iota, Envoi, The London Magazine, New Welsh Review, Wasifiri<\/em> and others.\u00a0 In 2011 he took 1st prize in the Bridport poetry competition.\u00a0 Poetry Salzburg published his first short collection, Furious Resonance<\/a><\/em> in 2011.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Stroke \u00a0 Forgetful, in a stroke of genius, you set the dictionary on a shelf in the fridge where it lay all night in dark wordlessness: rosetta of crystal, coomb of roots, the house of language cooling like a hive. What were you thinking but this new winter? Participles glinting, nouns to […]<\/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-12011","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12011","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=12011"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12011\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":12311,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12011\/revisions\/12311"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=12011"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=12011"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=12011"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\n\u00a0<\/strong>
\nForgetful, in a stroke of genius,<\/span>
\nyou set the dictionary on a shelf in the fridge
\nwhere it lay all night in dark wordlessness:
\nrosetta of crystal, coomb of roots,
\nthe house of language cooling like a hive.
\nWhat were you thinking but this new winter?
\nParticiples glinting, nouns to glass, I took it out:
\nan old terrain under ice, sub-zero of the word
\nwhere you traced clawed prints on a page,
\nfound sound snugged and dumb in earth,
\na world reformed in silence.<\/span><\/p>\n
\nlike the sun\u2019s spring choir; say Corby, Eden,
\nGelt Wood, place where spinneys raise letters
\nof boles,\u00a0 ice shucked as a crow lifts into blue,
\nand your lost tongue comes to a litany of fields,
\nlandscape of boundary and dyke, the mud lanes
\nreturning in a shine of names and signs,
\na http:\/\/ugateamunited.com\/online\/<\/a> familiar river rising on the grammar of rain.
\nWhat might it be but the start of thaw?<\/span>
\nSit with me here, word hoard between us;<\/span>
\nsense meltings, warmed breath on air, the whisper
\nof sibillants turned clear and hasped on the branch;
\nnote hedges and furrows in rime: and there \u2013
\ndo you see it?\u00a0 Watch it go,
\na fluent rabbit in a field of snow.<\/span><\/p>\n