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Triptych<\/strong><\/p>\n The couple at a nearby table carries her weekend valise to the boot of her car. having completed a master-piece <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Kerry Darbishire<\/strong>, writer, songwriter and poet lives in a remote area of Cumbria. Mentored by Judy Brown in 2013, her poems have appeared in anthologies, magazines and won several competition prizes. A Lift of Wings<\/em> 2014 published with Indigo Dreams. Kay\u2019s Ark<\/em> 2016 with Handstand Press.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Triptych The couple at a nearby table discuss the drapes, tartan wallpaper the pastiche highland paintings.\u00a0 She barely smiles, he \u2013 a sorry picture wearing the morning like a shabby coat. I want to order them joy, quarry gems from their rock faces.\u00a0 Instead I study the doubtful sky just as the silver-haired […]<\/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-13432","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13432","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=13432"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13432\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":13844,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13432\/revisions\/13844"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=13432"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=13432"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=13432"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\ndiscuss the drapes, tartan wallpaper
\nthe pastiche highland paintings.\u00a0 She
\nbarely smiles, he \u2013 a sorry picture
\nwearing the morning like a shabby coat.
\nI want to order them joy, quarry gems
\nfrom their rock faces.\u00a0 Instead
\nI study the doubtful sky
\njust as the silver-haired woman<\/p>\n
\nLast night she dined alone \u2013 silent as Swanson
\nshe held a glass of red wine, savoured
\neach course \u2013 the biscuits and Brie Noir
\nfollowed by dessert, the maitre d\u2019
\ntiming his entrance like a Swiss watch.
\nDid my father notice?\u00a0 He leans over the white damask
\nto tell me how Picasso<\/p>\n
\nwould lie in bed for a month smoking, dashing ash
\nto the floor contemplating his next composition.\u00a0 Oh
\nto be that remarkable in the Hotel de Savoie
\nduring August in a room so large that the skylight fails
\nto illuminate the corners.
\nBreakfast arrives \u2013 an impressionist\u2019s palette
\nset for a day somewhere along the coast, the sea
\nalready brushing out the bay.<\/p>\n