{"id":20488,"date":"2019-10-07T09:00:14","date_gmt":"2019-10-07T09:00:14","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ink.verticalplus.co.uk\/archive\/?p=20488"},"modified":"2020-12-09T15:50:55","modified_gmt":"2020-12-09T15:50:55","slug":"sharon-philips","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/sharon-philips\/","title":{"rendered":"Sharon Phillips"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&#038;nbsp:<\/p>\n<p><strong>Something\u2019s wrong<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>This is how it will start:<br \/>\nfrom the other side of a room<br \/>\nyou\u2019ll hear your mum talk, loud<br \/>\nbut so fast you won\u2019t be able<\/p>\n<p>to follow and she will see<br \/>\nyou\u2019re looking so she\u2019ll come<br \/>\nover and pull you aside.<\/p>\n<p>Listen to me, she will say,<br \/>\nI\u2019ve got something to tell you,<br \/>\nand you will think of cancer\u2014<br \/>\nbreast, perhaps, or womb\u2014<\/p>\n<p>but her eyes will be wide open,<br \/>\nand her teeth will shine with spit<br \/>\nand she\u2019ll pant a little laugh<\/p>\n<p>before she tells you that she is<br \/>\nthe Holy Ghost and you will<br \/>\nstare at the flakes of mascara<br \/>\nbeneath her lashes before you<\/p>\n<p>turn your back. Years later<br \/>\nyou will feel her strong fingers<br \/>\nclutching at your bicep.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Sharon Phillips<\/strong> started learning to write poems a few years ago, after she retired from her career in education. Her poems have been published online and in print, and have been shortlisted for the Bridport Prize (2017), the Indigo Firsts pamphlet competition (2018) and the WoLF Poetry Competition (2019). Sharon won the Borderlines Poetry Competition in 2017 and was among the winners of the Poetry Society Members\u2019 Competition in November 2018. She lives in Otley, West Yorkshire.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; &nbsp; &#038;nbsp: Something\u2019s wrong This is how it will start: from the other side of a room you\u2019ll hear your mum talk, loud but so fast you won\u2019t be able to follow and she will see you\u2019re looking so she\u2019ll come over and pull you aside. Listen to me, she will say, I\u2019ve got [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"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-20488","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\/20488","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\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=20488"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/20488\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":20507,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/20488\/revisions\/20507"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=20488"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=20488"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=20488"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}