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Black Hill<\/strong><\/p>\n I arrived by the other path <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Rebecca Gethin<\/strong>\u2019s pamphlet, A Sprig of Rowan<\/em>,\u00a0was published by Three Drops Press earlier this year.\u00a0\u00a0All the Time in the World<\/em> was also published this year by Cinnamon Press. She edited the anthology, A Poetry of Elephants<\/em> which raises funds for orphan elephants. \u00a0New poems have appeared in Driftfish a<\/em>nd Ledbury Poetry Festival\u2019s The Physic Garden.<\/em>\u00a0 She was awarded a Hawthornden Fellowship in 2016 and runs the Poetry School\u2019s seminar in Plymouth. Her website is\u00a0www.rebeccagethin.wordpress.com <\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Black Hill I arrived by the other path and met my last year self taking the same photos \u2013 Gribbin Head,The Lizard, the difference being the snow of blackthorn blossom, the cold wind of spring. That was before tests, the waiting rooms, the waiting weeks. This time there was less of me […]<\/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-14855","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14855","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=14855"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14855\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":14857,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14855\/revisions\/14857"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=14855"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=14855"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=14855"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nand met my last year self
\ntaking the same photos \u2013
\nGribbin Head,The Lizard,
\nthe difference being the snow
\nof blackthorn blossom, the cold wind
\nof spring. That was before tests,
\nthe waiting rooms, the waiting weeks.
\nThis time there was less of me
\nand with more understanding
\nof the early campion, the chiff chaff
\nrepeating its call, the wonder
\nthat I’d made it here at all.<\/p>\n