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from<\/em> Wave Diary<\/p>\n Sunday<\/strong><\/p>\n I would have swallows nesting in my church <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Samuel Wilson-Fletcher<\/strong>\u00a0was born in London and now lives in Berlin.\u00a0Sam has an undergraduate degree in chemistry and a master’s in physics.\u00a0He is currently working towards a\u00a0PhD in geology. He has also worked as a waiter, web designer, electrician and teacher.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" from Wave Diary Sunday I would have swallows nesting in my church and moss on the pews. I would have the tide wash in twice a day, to decorate the church with sacred cuttlefish bones and rosaries of shells. I would have the walls barnacled up to the knee, and garlanding the […]<\/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":[137,7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-17118","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-2018-poetry-picks","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17118","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=17118"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17118\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":17246,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17118\/revisions\/17246"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=17118"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=17118"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=17118"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nand moss on the pews.
\nI would have the tide wash in
\ntwice a day, to decorate the church
\nwith sacred cuttlefish bones and rosaries of shells.
\nI would have the walls barnacled up to the knee,
\nand garlanding the altar, I would have weed.
\nI would have no door, so wind-blown seeds could lodge
\nand sprout around the rippled windows:
\nI would have wildflowers and blackberries and gorse.
\nMy church would be quiet
\nlike a meadow or a hedgerow or a cove.
\nI would seldom hold services.
\nIn my church, I would have chattering swallows nesting in the rafters
\nand frogs in the font.<\/p>\n