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You appear in the hallway, We fill each other\u2019s wine glasses. In the end we switch off the hall light<\/p>\n But we can still hear your All night you spin and shiver in our imaginations.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Pam Thompson<\/strong> is a poet, lecturer, reviewer and writing tutor based in Leicester. Her publications include The Japan Quiz <\/em>( Redbeck Press, 2009) and\u00a0Show Date and Tim<\/em>e, (Smith | Doorstop, 2006). \u00a0Pam has a PhD in Creative Writing and her second collection, Strange Fashion<\/em>, was recently published by Pindrop Press.\u00a0pamthompsonpoetry@wordpress.com<\/a><\/p>\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" At Dinner (after a sculpture by Eusebio Sempere) You appear in the hallway, a shimmying fish-skeleton, your bones, tin-foil. We fill each other\u2019s wine glasses. We try to hold a conversation. Turn our backs on you. In the end we switch off the hall light But we can still hear your susurrating […]<\/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-17130","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17130","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=17130"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17130\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":17618,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17130\/revisions\/17618"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=17130"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=17130"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=17130"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nAt Dinner<\/strong>
\n(after a sculpture by Eusebio Sempere)<\/em><\/p>\n
\na shimmying fish-skeleton,
\nyour bones, tin-foil.<\/p>\n
\nWe try to hold a conversation.
\nTurn our backs on you.<\/p>\n
\nsusurrating scales,
\nturning, clock-wise,
\nwiddershins. We can\u2019t think.<\/p>\n