{"id":12253,"date":"2016-12-08T08:08:18","date_gmt":"2016-12-08T08:08:18","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ink.verticalplus.co.uk\/archive\/?p=12253"},"modified":"2016-10-16T13:42:55","modified_gmt":"2016-10-16T13:42:55","slug":"kate-noakes-3","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/kate-noakes-3\/","title":{"rendered":"Kate Noakes"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Into L\u2019Orangerie<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>I\u2019m not ready to yield to the notion of garden<br \/>\nchalky-soft and muted, a green mat so bright<br \/>\nin the sun it silvers, jewels scribble flowers<br \/>\nlife-size, bold, holding the year\u2019s nectar<\/p>\n<p>but on dark days when river-wind over gravel<br \/>\nbites at my heels, chases me<br \/>\nI can see how it might work as I step unnoticed<br \/>\nover the brass rail and slip into the walls.<\/p>\n<p>At pond\u2019s edge, my feet take root, my arms<br \/>\nbranch and break into leaf, my fingertips<br \/>\nweep into the water. Purples and blues<br \/>\nare my last colours, air rushes my bark<br \/>\nand at sunset, I fire.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Kate Noakes<\/strong>&#8216; fifth collection is <em>Tattoo on Crow Street<\/em> (Parthian, 2015). Her website (<a href=\"http:\/\/boomslangpoetry.blogspot.com\">boomslangpoetry.blogspot.com<\/a>) is archived by the National Library of Wales. She was elected to the Welsh Academy in 2011. She lives between Paris and London.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Into L\u2019Orangerie I\u2019m not ready to yield to the notion of garden chalky-soft and muted, a green mat so bright in the sun it silvers, jewels scribble flowers life-size, bold, holding the year\u2019s nectar but on dark days when river-wind over gravel bites at my heels, chases me I can see how [&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-12253","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12253","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=12253"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12253\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":12255,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12253\/revisions\/12255"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=12253"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=12253"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=12253"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}