{"id":2339,"date":"2012-04-27T10:22:47","date_gmt":"2012-04-27T10:22:47","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ink.verticalplus.co.uk\/archive\/?p=2339"},"modified":"2012-04-25T10:23:26","modified_gmt":"2012-04-25T10:23:26","slug":"zelda-chappel","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/zelda-chappel\/","title":{"rendered":"Zelda Chappel"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>Held<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>in hold<br \/>\nwe are hip to hip<\/p>\n<p>your palm pressed firm<br \/>\nin the small of my back<br \/>\nfingerprints left on vertebrae,<br \/>\nthe flexing of the chord<\/p>\n<p>in hold<br \/>\nyour heart beats<\/p>\n<p>in my chest and rattles<br \/>\nbones, busting in or out I can&#8217;t<br \/>\ndecide, your gut wrestling mine<br \/>\nto the floor, tangled hair<\/p>\n<p>in hold<br \/>\nthe walls are air<\/p>\n<p>the landing cold, hard<br \/>\nhands tied I do not merge<br \/>\nbut spread thinner, thinner still<br \/>\nuntil I am seen, invisible.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Zelda Chappel<\/strong> is a poet and occasional photographer living halfway between the city and the sea. \u00a0Slightly obsessed with fountain pens and tea. Previously published in<em> Popshot, South Bank Poetry<\/em> and <em>Aesthetica Creative Writing Annual 2012<\/em> (and a couple of others).<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Held in hold we are hip to hip your palm pressed firm in the small of my back fingerprints left on vertebrae, the flexing of the chord in hold your heart beats in my chest and rattles bones, busting in or out I can&#8217;t decide, your gut wrestling mine to the floor, tangled hair in [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","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-2339","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2339","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=2339"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2339\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2344,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2339\/revisions\/2344"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2339"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2339"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2339"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}