{"id":1799,"date":"2012-03-30T09:59:48","date_gmt":"2012-03-30T09:59:48","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ink.verticalplus.co.uk\/archive\/?p=1799"},"modified":"2012-03-30T10:00:03","modified_gmt":"2012-03-30T10:00:03","slug":"seth-crook","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/seth-crook\/","title":{"rendered":"Seth Crook"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>Clocks n Clouds<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Old wind-up clocks,<br \/>\nthe tic and toc.<br \/>\nOnce they were the metaphors,<br \/>\nthe Wind-Up Universe,<br \/>\nthe hand, the key.<br \/>\nLet it run until it slows and slows,<br \/>\nuntil we all ask, bemused,<br \/>\n\u201cWhy are the clouds<br \/>\nmoving so slowly?<br \/>\nThey should be home<br \/>\nfor tea by now surely?\u201d<br \/>\nAnd then they stop &#8211; altogether,<br \/>\nsomewhere by Aberdeen ;<br \/>\nand Scotsmen look into the sky<br \/>\nand know there is a problem.<br \/>\nBut metaphors they save the day,<br \/>\nand someone says,<br \/>\n\u201cBut hey, nobody still thinks<br \/>\nthe universe is like a clock.\u201d<br \/>\nAnd then things start to move<br \/>\nagain, not far from Dundee.<\/p>\n<p><strong>*Seth Crook<\/strong> taught philosophy at various universities before moving to the Hebrides. He does not like cod philosophy in poetry. But he does like cod, poetry and philosophy.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Clocks n Clouds Old wind-up clocks, the tic and toc. Once they were the metaphors, the Wind-Up Universe, the hand, the key. Let it run until it slows and slows, until we all ask, bemused, \u201cWhy are the clouds moving so slowly? They should be home for tea by now surely?\u201d And then they stop [&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-1799","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1799","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=1799"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1799\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1825,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1799\/revisions\/1825"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1799"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1799"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1799"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}