{"id":18029,"date":"2018-12-25T08:00:47","date_gmt":"2018-12-25T08:00:47","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ink.verticalplus.co.uk\/archive\/?p=18029"},"modified":"2020-12-14T11:22:17","modified_gmt":"2020-12-14T11:22:17","slug":"on-the-third-day-of-christmas-we-bring-you-laura-mckee-amlanjyoti-goswami","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/on-the-third-day-of-christmas-we-bring-you-laura-mckee-amlanjyoti-goswami\/","title":{"rendered":"On the Fourth Day of Christmas we bring you Laura McKee, Amlanjyoti Goswami, Gareth Writer-Davies"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: right;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/12\/Web_BirdsOtherLands_0460.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-thumbnail wp-image-18011\" src=\"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/12\/Web_BirdsOtherLands_0460-150x150.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"150\" height=\"150\" srcset=\"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/12\/Web_BirdsOtherLands_0460-150x150.jpg 150w, https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/12\/Web_BirdsOtherLands_0460-185x185.jpg 185w, https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/12\/Web_BirdsOtherLands_0460-164x164.jpg 164w, https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/12\/Web_BirdsOtherLands_0460-184x184.jpg 184w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 150px) 100vw, 150px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><strong>Since it was all about a son<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>I ask my son now that he doesn\u2019t really believe in everything<br \/>\nwhat\u2019s Christmas all about then? I mean what does it mean to you?<\/p>\n<p>there is still a hole in the roof to follow a star through<br \/>\nbut we have just had the boiler fixed<\/p>\n<p>warm and sleepy he stretches out his body<br \/>\nand his answer\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 er\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 er \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 er\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 cold\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 but warm<\/p>\n<p>because you wear<br \/>\nI don\u2019t mean just you<br \/>\nbut you wear<br \/>\nway too many layers of clothing<\/p>\n<p>I ask him does that make you just right<br \/>\nor too warm then<br \/>\ntoo warm he says assertively<br \/>\nhalf asleep and fully a wise man<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Laura McKee<\/strong> knows the handwriting of all the elves but doesn&#8217;t have the teeth for sellotape. Find her spearing the Turkish Delight, or on Twitter: @Estlinin and newly hatched on Instagram: @pretendpoet1<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Christmas<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>The sun god has come home<br \/>\nmore a viking than pastor<\/p>\n<p>We welcome him, hug him, call him home<br \/>\nThe last train has reached the station<\/p>\n<p>The cold huddles in blankets on the empty platform<br \/>\nWe make our way in the dark<\/p>\n<p>He sleeps deep, now, shh, the house all quiet<br \/>\nWatched carefully, in turns, by those kind spirits<\/p>\n<p>When morning comes, he stretches, a maharaja in lambskin<br \/>\nAnd lolls about the duvet till evening<\/p>\n<p>Awakening at last, to a grim noise at the back of his head<br \/>\nCollege is over, over, over, and no job is in sight<\/p>\n<p>Behind us, the battered radio whispers, silent night,<br \/>\nAnd hope is baked in tiny morsels that have come to stay<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Amlanjyoti Goswami<\/strong>\u2019s poems have been published in India, Nepal, Hong Kong, the UK, USA, South Africa, Kenya and Germany, including the anthologies, <em>40 under 40: An Anthology of Post Globalisation Poetry\u00a0(<\/em>Poetrywala) and\u00a0<em>A Change of Climate<\/em>\u00a0(Manchester Metropolitan University, Environmental Justice Foundation and the University of Edinburgh).\u00a0His poems have also appeared on street walls of Christchurch, exhibitions in Johannesburg and buses in Philadelphia. He grew up in Guwahati, Assam and lives in Delhi.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Cormorant<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>I open<br \/>\nthe window on Christmas Day<\/p>\n<p>and there&#8217;s a cormorant<br \/>\nmoving like a snake beneath the water<\/p>\n<p>no doubt after crayfish<br \/>\nthe bird makes mind-bending turns (against the current)<\/p>\n<p>surfaces<br \/>\nlike an iron ship recovering its buoyancy after long submersion<\/p>\n<p>has evil been charmed<br \/>\ninto the birds turquoise eye and the haught of his feathers<\/p>\n<p>quick says the bird<br \/>\nleaping onto the wash stones and spreading his wings<\/p>\n<p>one shot<br \/>\nand I am gone for ever<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Gareth Writer-Davies<\/strong>: Shortlisted for the Bridport Prize (2014 and 2017)\u00a0 Commended Prole Laureate Competition (2015) Prole Laureate (2017) Commended Welsh Poetry Competition (2015) Highly Commended (2017)\u00a0 His collection <em>The Lover&#8217;s Pinch (<\/em>Arenig Press) published \u00a02018. He is a Hawthorndon Fellow for 2019<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Notes:<\/p>\n<p>*the cormorant was an early Christian symbol, resembling a cross as it dried its wings<\/p>\n<p>** as a side note, last Christmas I saw a cormorant on Christmas Day in the river at the back of my house. Haven\u2019t seen one before or since\u2026<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Since it was all about a son I ask my son now that he doesn\u2019t really believe in everything what\u2019s Christmas all about then? I mean what does it mean to you? there is still a hole in the roof to follow a star through but we have just had [&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":[97],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-18029","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-the-twelve-days-of-christmas-2018"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18029","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=18029"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18029\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":18124,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18029\/revisions\/18124"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=18029"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=18029"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=18029"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}