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Portrait of the late Mrs Partridge<\/strong><\/p>\n I inhabit the rough drawings of numberless wild places <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Portrait of the late Mrs Partridge I inhabit the rough drawings of numberless wild places which camouflage my handsome brindle rougey linen plumage and faintly jewelled russet feather boa My chestnut hair\u00a0 is blown upwards like whirring flames taking flight from brittle ferns pale grasses and unmothered leaves as though magnetised towards\u00a0 […]<\/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":[136,7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-14749","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-2017-poetry-picks","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14749","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=14749"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14749\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":17767,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14749\/revisions\/17767"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=14749"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=14749"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=14749"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nwhich camouflage my handsome
\nbrindle rougey linen plumage
\nand faintly jewelled russet feather boa
\nMy chestnut hair\u00a0 is blown upwards
\nlike whirring flames taking flight from brittle ferns
\npale grasses and unmothered leaves
\nas though magnetised towards\u00a0 the sun
\nI avoid high flashy places\u00a0 and menace from the sky
\nso sleep motionless in round\u00a0 hollows
\nscraped smoothly in saturated earth
\nAway from scent hounds and mathematical problems
\nmy spirit soars reckless unskinned\u00a0 from flesh
\nDreaming of soft blue naked forest\u00a0 rivers and silver mountains
\nwhose composition asserts itself under an oily brush
\nI sang for a mate at nightfall<\/p>\n
\nDeborah Sibbald<\/strong> lives, works and writes in London and has recently begun to submit some of her work. She recently completed an online UEA\/ NCW course with Helen Ivory.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"