{"id":154,"date":"2011-02-01T22:22:25","date_gmt":"2011-02-01T22:22:25","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ink.verticalplus.co.uk\/archive\/?p=154"},"modified":"2011-02-01T22:22:25","modified_gmt":"2011-02-01T22:22:25","slug":"two-short-poems-from-fiona-donaghey","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/two-short-poems-from-fiona-donaghey\/","title":{"rendered":"Two short poems from Fiona Donaghey"},"content":{"rendered":"

watching<\/span>

I watch children<\/span>
I watch babies<\/span>
I have eyes inside <\/span>
that blink at little ones<\/span>

and a womb that hears nothing<\/span>
but a silly pulse<\/span>
ticking in solitude,<\/span>

as they come to me<\/span>
everything intensifies,<\/span>
I am warm.<\/span>

When they go I am a bell<\/span>
trying not to move<\/span>
needing the silence. <\/span>



Ink<\/span>

I am trying to remember where I left<\/span>
the darkness,<\/span>
the quiet, sealing black. <\/span>
I cannot see it, I can feel it.<\/span>
It is moist and cool and smooth.<\/span>

I tighten my fist but<\/span>
my hand cannot close,<\/span>
it\u2019s broken and splinted <\/span>
with black.<\/span>

Desk top black<\/span>
from a little ink;<\/span>
a void in the palm of<\/span>
my hand.<\/span>

I am holding my darkness<\/span>
and it\u2019s holding everything,<\/span>
except for me<\/span>





*Fiona Donaghey<\/span> is a student at City College Norwich doing a BA Hons in English with Cultural Studies. She is originally from Ireland and had lived in Norwich for eleven years. She has been writing poetry for about four years.  Read more of her work over at <\/span>Peony Moon.<\/a>
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watchingI watch childrenI watch babiesI have eyes inside that blink at little onesand a womb that hears nothingbut a silly pulseticking in solitude,as they come to meeverything intensifies,I am warm.When they go I am a belltrying not to moveneeding the silence. InkI am trying to remember where I leftthe darkness,the quiet, sealing black. I cannot […]<\/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-154","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/154","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=154"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/154\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=154"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=154"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=154"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}