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The Last Boat<\/strong><\/p>\n Do you remember when we took that boat Could you feel us standing In the difference between the cold inside shade Once I took a boat trip <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Gabrielle Meadows<\/strong> runs workshops in improvisation and storytelling for young people. She is also a voiceover actor, and formerly worked in London for a poetry events organisation. She has a son and lives in Norfolk.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" The Last Boat Do you remember when we took that boat sunlight I got there early to wait for you I had on a dress and my shoes embarrassed me they were too loud for the morning Could you feel us standing while we watched the men prepare move in their work […]<\/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-19624","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19624","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=19624"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19624\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":19815,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19624\/revisions\/19815"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=19624"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=19624"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=19624"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nsunlight
\nI got there early to wait for you
\nI had on a dress and my shoes embarrassed me
\nthey were too loud for the morning<\/p>\n
\nwhile we watched the men prepare
\nmove in their work like ropes
\nand the way the barges touched<\/p>\n
\nand the bright light of that Saturday
\nthey carried you
\nOur eyes did not adjust, we only watched<\/p>\n
\nfrom the mouth of one wound to the edge of another
\nwith your nephew and daughter and you<\/p>\n