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Small Waters<\/strong><\/p>\n You\u2019ll find me in It\u2019s a liminal life, <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Will Birkin<\/strong> lives in Ely, runs a community farm in Haddenham, is a member of the local stanza group and regularly attends Fen Speak (Ely\u2019s spoken word evening).<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Small Waters You\u2019ll find me in small waters, with my eggs like eyes and eyes like two gold watches, handless as my green and almost body: coalesced by a will of weeds. It\u2019s a liminal life, knowing just enough of one and the other: with my long flat smile at the water […]<\/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-19679","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19679","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=19679"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19679\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":19946,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19679\/revisions\/19946"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=19679"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=19679"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=19679"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nsmall waters, with my eggs
\nlike eyes and eyes
\nlike two gold
\nwatches, handless
\nas my green and almost body:
\ncoalesced by a will
\nof weeds.<\/p>\n
\nknowing just enough
\nof one and the other:
\nwith my long flat smile
\nat the water line,
\nI view solid earth,
\nand the empty blue,
\neyeing the sharp-faced:
\nslitherers too.<\/p>\n