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He grows\u202f<\/strong><\/p>\n I gave birth to Restless, and oh how I gave birth to\u00a0Restless <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Maxine Rose Munro<\/strong> is a Scottish poet who writes in both English and her\u00a0native\u00a0Shetlandic\u00a0Scots.\u00a0She is widely\u00a0published in the UK, in print and online, including Ink, Sweat and Tears<\/em>, and her work has been nominated for The Pushcart Prize and Best of the Net. Find her here\u00a0www.maxinerosemunro.com <\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" He grows\u202f I gave birth to Restless, and oh how he prowls this house, testing, testing the strength of my walls. Pushing at limits to find weaknesses he stores for future use, careful with his words. He knows soon will come his time, not mine. I gave birth to\u00a0Restless and, oh! how […]<\/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":[138,7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-19440","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-2019-poetry-picks","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19440","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=19440"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19440\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":19442,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19440\/revisions\/19442"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=19440"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=19440"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=19440"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nhe prowls this house, testing, testing
\nthe strength of my walls. Pushing
\nat limits to find weaknesses he
\nstores for future use, careful
\nwith his words. He knows
\nsoon will come his
\ntime, not mine.<\/p>\n
\nand, oh! how he grows and grows.<\/p>\n