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Danesbury Neurological Centre<\/strong><\/p>\n On a green hillside we found your clinic, in a shared room you sat in a wheelchair, You picked up a Sprite in your left hand and \u2013 drank. Ahead of the others, I pushed your chair, and there, brother, we looked out at the world.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Dennis Tomlinson<\/strong> has had many poems published in Blithe Spirit, Lunar Poetry, Time Haiku<\/em>, other small magazines and anthologies and on the websites Ink, Sweat and Tears and Shot Glass Journal, inter alia.<\/em> He lives in London<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Danesbury Neurological Centre On a green hillside we found your clinic, wrote down our names at the day-bright reception, took the lift down to floor minus 1 – in a shared room you sat in a wheelchair, waved and nodded \u2013 and an old man in a chair by the wall, he smiled […]<\/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-17647","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17647","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=17647"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17647\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":17752,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17647\/revisions\/17752"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=17647"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=17647"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=17647"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nwrote down our names at the day-bright reception,
\ntook the lift down to floor minus 1 –<\/p>\n
\nwaved and nodded \u2013 and an old man
\nin a chair by the wall, he smiled too.<\/p>\n
\nIn the hallway my wife talked to the nurse.
\nYou whispered \u2026 everything is difficult \u2026<\/p>\n
\nheavier than a shopping trolley,
\nup the slope in the steep spring garden<\/p>\n