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Qin<\/strong><\/p>\n The pairs of passing seagulls cold and sharp with salt and chilli. <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Lydia Allison<\/strong>\u2019s poetry stems from a love of weddings and wonky romance. She\u2019s appeared online and in print, including two Pankhearst Slim Volumes (This body I Live In, No Love Lost<\/em>). Follow on twitter @lydiarallison and find more here: lydiaallison.wordpress.com<\/a><\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Qin The pairs of passing seagulls echoed each other. Egrets (in twos) watched their shadows from the shore. Last night my lover brought me oysters on ice cold and sharp with salt and chilli. They sat in my stomach wet and heavier than water. I threw my hook to the lake. I cast […]<\/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-13391","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13391","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=13391"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13391\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":13813,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13391\/revisions\/13813"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=13391"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=13391"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=13391"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nechoed each other.
\nEgrets (in twos) watched
\ntheir shadows from the shore.
\nLast night my lover brought me
\noysters on ice<\/p>\n
\nThey sat in my stomach
\nwet and heavier than water.
\nI threw my hook to the lake.
\nI cast it again. Again and again
\nnothing came.<\/p>\n