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\u00a0European Medieval History<\/strong><\/p>\n Looking up, it seemed I told someone once, this was a spacecraft I told someone else it was a haunted house, by artists, craftsmen, worshippers, even that girl with rucksack,\u00a0 anchoring her mother, History confuses us with flammable thinking, What’s the form for a church on fire? <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Sarah Davies<\/strong> was raised in Merseyside and has lived in Scotland and Bedfordshire. She has been published in magazines such as Magma, The Rialto, Iota, Obsessed with Pipework, Stride <\/em>and Blue Nib<\/em>, among others. Currently working on her first pamphlet.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" \u00a0European Medieval History Looking up, it seemed every fear was given great stone wings I told someone once, this was a spacecraft in the gothic style, I told someone else it was a haunted house, in the best sense – spooked , frequented by artists, craftsmen, worshippers, the middlemen in dress, the […]<\/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-19271","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19271","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=19271"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19271\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":19331,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19271\/revisions\/19331"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=19271"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=19271"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=19271"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nevery fear was given great stone wings<\/p>\n
\nin the gothic style,<\/p>\n
\nin the best sense – spooked , frequented<\/p>\n
\nthe middlemen in dress, the watchers through the camera,<\/p>\n
\ndiehard nonbeliever, with a small prayer, candle<\/p>\n
\nstrange old gossip, flickering philosophy,
\neverything obscure and in bird latin<\/p>\n
\nHow do you petition the owner for rain?<\/p>\n