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Of All the Extraordinary Gothic Places <\/strong><\/p>\n they settled you in this wild necropolis. I have come to find your corner I have not heard a chorus and I\u2019ve seen not a single petal<\/span> The bulbs which had rioted Still, saints and sentinels rise from ivy <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Jo Young<\/strong> is from York and is a PhD student on the University of Glasgow\u2019s Creative Writing programme. Her poetry has won prizes and been published in anthologies and magazines including Rialto<\/em> and The Scores<\/em>. She is currently poet-in-residence at the National Army Museum, London. She was joint-winner of the 2017 IS&T Pamphlet Commission Competition.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Of All the Extraordinary Gothic Places they settled you in this wild necropolis. Angels bruised with lichen and frantic ironwork fastening down the decades. I have come to find your corner below soaring cedars hinting at their under-blue side with arms wide, to steady a toddler, handle a drunk. I have not found […]<\/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-17743","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17743","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=17743"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17743\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":17756,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17743\/revisions\/17756"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=17743"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=17743"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=17743"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nAngels bruised with lichen
\nand frantic ironwork fastening down
\nthe decades.<\/p>\n
\nbelow soaring cedars hinting
\nat their under-blue side with arms wide,
\nto steady a toddler, handle a drunk.
\nI have not found crowds.<\/p>\n
\nof men muscling up and over
\nto tell how, and when
\nthey touched your bright,
\narcing life with a tangent of their own<\/p>\n
\nupon your headstone.<\/span><\/p>\n
\naround you have recoiled-
\nthey are fortifying.<\/p>\n
\nin earnest ambush, marking out
\nyour plain stencilled grave by being
\nso very opposite. Yours is a cool cake
\nof mint. I should take a bite.<\/p>\n