{"id":17232,"date":"2018-10-03T08:00:39","date_gmt":"2018-10-03T08:00:39","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ink.verticalplus.co.uk\/archive\/?p=17232"},"modified":"2018-10-03T12:22:39","modified_gmt":"2018-10-03T12:22:39","slug":"james-andrew","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/james-andrew\/","title":{"rendered":"James Andrew"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Kick-Start<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>\u00a0<\/strong><br \/>\nHills stand sharp against sky<br \/>\nabove a lake flat in its light.<br \/>\nA bird\u2019s wings bluster up.<\/p>\n<p>I sip tea at a caf\u00e9 table,<br \/>\nas winter sun reminds my skin<br \/>\nof brightness.<\/p>\n<p>I wait for words<br \/>\nto wake across water,<br \/>\nfind this page.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>James Andrew<\/strong>\u00a0is by profession a teacher who has lived in different places in the Highlands and has settled in Nairn. \u00a0He has had two books of poetry published: one by Dionysia Press, called <i>Sailing the Sands, <\/i>and which won a Scottish Arts Council prize; and one by KT Publications called <i>Birdsong and Flame.<\/i><\/p>\n<p>My website is <a id=\"m_-4499154558386221289LPlnk358973\" class=\"m_-4499154558386221289OWAAutoLink\" href=\"https:\/\/jamesaandrew.weebly.com\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\" data-saferedirecturl=\"https:\/\/www.google.com\/url?q=http:\/\/www.jamesaandrew@weebly.com&amp;source=gmail&amp;ust=1532938829817000&amp;usg=AFQjCNESu0UHF6V3NoBTNokbovcbklsIYQ\">www.jamesaandrew@weebly.com<\/a>.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Kick-Start \u00a0 Hills stand sharp against sky above a lake flat in its light. A bird\u2019s wings bluster up. I sip tea at a caf\u00e9 table, as winter sun reminds my skin of brightness. I wait for words to wake across water, find this page. &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; James Andrew\u00a0is by profession [&hellip;]<\/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-17232","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17232","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=17232"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17232\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":17525,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17232\/revisions\/17525"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=17232"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=17232"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=17232"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}