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Clematis<\/b><\/p>\n
One by one its pale buds lift
\nlike Chinese lanterns
\nto splutter into soft-edged stars<\/p>\n
the stamens within
\nthin spurts of fire – sparks feeling
\nin to the dark green<\/p>\n
flowers that appear to blink
\nbedazzled: blonde and thickly lashed,
\nthe petals wilting<\/p>\n
even as they bloom – creased
\nlike a Grandmother\u2019s skin
\naround the eyes.<\/p>\n
We gather them in,
\ngather them up, as always
\nsnuffling our noses in
\nfor the sweet, clogged scent.<\/p>\n
Our lady of the yard
\nwe nurture, with her
\ngnarled roots and flaking branches<\/p>\n
letting her wild strands dance
\non the late spring breeze.
\n <\/p>\n
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Clematis One by one its pale buds lift like Chinese lanterns to splutter into soft-edged stars the stamens within thin spurts of fire – sparks feeling in to the dark green flowers that appear to blink bedazzled: blonde and thickly lashed, the petals wilting even as they bloom – creased like a […]<\/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-17003","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17003","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=17003"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17003\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":17299,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17003\/revisions\/17299"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=17003"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=17003"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=17003"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nOlivia Walwyn<\/strong> recently completed an MA Creative Writing (Poetry) at the University of East Anglia, and has \u00a0a pamphlet forthcoming in Summer 2018 with Templar Poetry.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"