{"id":1460,"date":"2008-11-11T16:26:58","date_gmt":"2008-11-11T16:26:58","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ink.verticalplus.co.uk\/archive\/?p=1460"},"modified":"2008-11-11T16:26:58","modified_gmt":"2008-11-11T16:26:58","slug":"maureen-wheldons-feeling-nostalgic","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/maureen-wheldons-feeling-nostalgic\/","title":{"rendered":"Maureen Wheldon's feeling nostalgic"},"content":{"rendered":"

NOSTALGIA AND AUTUMN<\/span>


It is a bleak day<\/span>
a chill wind<\/span>
blows chilled shivers<\/span>
in my brain.<\/span>
The old man next door<\/span>
is pruning his pear tree,<\/span>
he prunes loudly.<\/span>
In my garden<\/span>
leaves are scattered,<\/span>
soon the trees will be bare.<\/span>
On the radio \u2013<\/span>
waves of Beethoven<\/span>
wash over me  \u2013  with<\/span>
anaesthetised nostalgia :<\/span>
I remember summer \u2013  is<\/span>
far, far away.<\/span>


* Maureen Wheldon says “Here's a wee bio bit: Amongst the general rush of everyday life, I recently won second prize in the <\/span>North Wales Flintshire Poetry Competition<\/span>. Also I have had quite a lot of my poems accepted and published by small press magazines and journals. This makes the heart feel warm.” <\/span>Nostalgia and Autumn<\/span> appears in her collection <\/span>Leap<\/span>.<\/span>
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NOSTALGIA AND AUTUMNIt is a bleak daya chill windblows chilled shiversin my brain.The old man next dooris pruning his pear tree,he prunes loudly.In my gardenleaves are scattered,soon the trees will be bare.On the radio \u2013waves of Beethovenwash over me  \u2013  withanaesthetised nostalgia :I remember summer \u2013  isfar, far away.* Maureen Wheldon says “Here's a wee […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","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-1460","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1460","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\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1460"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1460\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1460"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1460"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1460"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}