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Priesthole<\/strong><\/p>\n to hide a priest was a risky business in the large working covert whilst I turn my hand I breathe <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Gareth Writer-Davies<\/strong> was Commended in the Prole Laureate Competition in 2015, Specially Commended in the Welsh Poetry Competition and Highly Commended in the Sherborne Open Poetry Competition. Shortlisted for the Bridport Prize and the Erbacce Prize in 2014. His pamphlet Bodies<\/em><\/a>, was published in 2015 \u00a0through Indigo Dreams and his next pamphlet Cry Baby<\/em> will be published in 2017. He is the Prole Laureate for 2017. https:\/\/www.facebook.com\/gareth.writerdavies<\/a><\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Priesthole to hide a priest like a fox was a risky business (pursuivant) in the large double room, I am stretched upon the bed working the cradle of a line covert he says his prayers whilst I a creeping Jesus turn my hand to chimera, the creak upon the stairs I breathe I have […]<\/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-13410","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13410","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=13410"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13410\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":13827,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13410\/revisions\/13827"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=13410"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=13410"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=13410"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nlike a fox<\/p>\n
\n(pursuivant)<\/p>\n
\ndouble room, I am stretched upon the bed<\/p>\n
\nthe cradle of a line<\/p>\n
\nhe says his prayers<\/p>\n
\na creeping Jesus<\/p>\n
\nto chimera, the creak upon the stairs<\/p>\n
\nI have not been found (yet)<\/p>\n