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Defiance<\/strong><\/p>\n At my age I shouldn\u2019t be outside <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Michael Estabrook: <\/strong>Coalition of cheetahs, clutch of chickens, colony of bats, caravan of camels, cast of crabs, crash of rhinos, congregation of alligators . . . and what might be the best appellation applied to a gathering of poets? Convocation? Cluster? Chattering? Collection? Clutter? No, no, perhaps cacophony would be the most apt descriptor. Anyway, Michael Estabrook is one of the cacophony, his latest collection of poems being Bouncy House<\/em>, edited by Larry Fagin (Green Zone Editions, 2016).<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Defiance At my age I shouldn\u2019t be outside when it\u2019s 95 degrees, too dangerous, stay hydrated, stay indoors. Seems like the perfect time to get up on the ladder shirtless at mid-day finish painting the gutter and overhang. I enjoy taunting the gods after all they\u2019ve been taunting me for 70 years […]<\/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-15721","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15721","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=15721"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15721\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":15803,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15721\/revisions\/15803"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=15721"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=15721"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=15721"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nwhen it\u2019s 95 degrees,
\ntoo dangerous, stay hydrated,
\nstay indoors. Seems like the perfect time
\nto get up on the ladder shirtless
\nat mid-day
\nfinish painting the gutter
\nand overhang. I enjoy taunting the gods
\nafter all they\u2019ve been taunting me
\nfor 70 years already.
\nI raise a fist up\u2028to the heavens and scream:
\n\u201cHere I am you bastards come and get me!\u201d
\n <\/p>\n