{"id":1782,"date":"2012-03-27T09:20:33","date_gmt":"2012-03-27T09:20:33","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ink.verticalplus.co.uk\/archive\/?p=1782"},"modified":"2012-03-27T09:25:13","modified_gmt":"2012-03-27T09:25:13","slug":"benjamin-norris","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/benjamin-norris\/","title":{"rendered":"Benjamin Norris"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>Janus<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>the morning brought sheets of grazing snows<br \/>\nfighting for feet amidst memory of spring<br \/>\nat times like these the promise of hope is a<br \/>\nseasonal shift, an answering mind<br \/>\nbrought on winds which whip themselves east and<br \/>\ncough over tracks. I see bones under skin and<\/p>\n<p>remember that I am a long way from there<br \/>\nwhere I learnt to breathe bottles and teachers<br \/>\nwould leer through jars holding artifice made<br \/>\nto mimic the plants that push through the paving<br \/>\nand remind us why \u2013 so hard to leave<br \/>\nbut the hard ground will split in the summer<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>*<a href=\"http:\/\/aviewfromacarpark.wordpress.com\/\">Benjamin Norris<\/a><\/strong> is a poet and lecturer from Wales who currently resides in Budapest, where he lectures Indian Cultural Studies and Art History at a leading university.\u00a0\u00a0 His poetry has been published in collections, newspapers and magazines varying from Exberliner, Artwurst, Magpie Magazine, all three printed journals of the IIAL, The Guardian, Scopophilia, The Love of Looking, Bristol Stories and Tales from the Big<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Janus the morning brought sheets of grazing snows fighting for feet amidst memory of spring at times like these the promise of hope is a seasonal shift, an answering mind brought on winds which whip themselves east and cough over tracks. I see bones under skin and remember that I am a long way from [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","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-1782","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1782","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\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1782"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1782\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1784,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1782\/revisions\/1784"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1782"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1782"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1782"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}