{"id":18131,"date":"2019-01-09T08:00:21","date_gmt":"2019-01-09T08:00:21","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ink.verticalplus.co.uk\/archive\/?p=18131"},"modified":"2019-01-09T09:51:25","modified_gmt":"2019-01-09T09:51:25","slug":"colin-pink-4","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/colin-pink-4\/","title":{"rendered":"Colin Pink"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<br \/>\n<strong>The White Rose<\/strong><br \/>\n<em>(i.m. members of the White Rose German resistance movement 1942-1943)<\/em><\/p>\n<p>To think when thought is forbidden.<br \/>\nTo love when taught to hate.<br \/>\nTo resist the surge of the crowd.<br \/>\nTo manoeuvre in a world of control.<br \/>\nTo speak when silence is enforced.<br \/>\nTo question when orders are the norm.<br \/>\nTo look the tyrant in the eye and defy.<br \/>\nTo dream of peace in a world of war.<br \/>\nTo cradle hope newborn in your arms.<br \/>\nTo feel the undertow and keep swimming.<br \/>\nTo wait for the knock on the door.<br \/>\nTo listen to the scrape of gaolers\u2019 keys.<br \/>\nTo face down the ranting judge.<br \/>\nTo listen for the drop of the blade.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Colin Pink<\/strong> is a poet and playwright. His collection <i>Acrobats of Sounds<\/i> is available from the publisher, Poetry Salzburg, and on Amazon. His poems The Double, New Perch and Relics\u2019 Requiem have all appeared on <em>Ink Sweat and Tears<\/em>.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; The White Rose (i.m. members of the White Rose German resistance movement 1942-1943) To think when thought is forbidden. To love when taught to hate. To resist the surge of the crowd. To manoeuvre in a world of control. To speak when silence is enforced. To question when orders are the norm. [&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":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-18131","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18131","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=18131"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18131\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":18289,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18131\/revisions\/18289"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=18131"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=18131"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=18131"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}