{"id":2553,"date":"2012-05-25T12:00:14","date_gmt":"2012-05-25T12:00:14","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ink.verticalplus.co.uk\/archive\/?p=2553"},"modified":"2012-05-16T11:46:26","modified_gmt":"2012-05-16T11:46:26","slug":"olivia-mccannon","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/olivia-mccannon\/","title":{"rendered":"Olivia McCannon"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>Coast<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Whenever you have trouble sleeping<\/p>\n<p>Find yourself a room near water<\/p>\n<p>Give it white walls, an open window<\/p>\n<p>Make it high on a purpled cliff<\/p>\n<p>Facing an island abandoned to birds<\/p>\n<p>With the sea below, gnawing and roaring<\/p>\n<p>At its topnote of shimmering foil.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Have it circled by the breathing dark<\/p>\n<p>Of trees, dropping leaves, whispers<\/p>\n<p>Of comfort, landing lightly \u2013<\/p>\n<p>Let yourself hear that nothing matters<\/p>\n<p>Now but sleep, the world is space<\/p>\n<p>Your <a href=\"https:\/\/www.aspirinworks.com\/lasix-water-pill\/\">order lasix no prescription<\/a> presence in it, rippling, falling<\/p>\n<p>And maybe somewhere a bird will sing<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>And you won&#8217;t hear the end of its song.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span><strong>Olivia McCannon<\/strong> was born on Merseyside and is based in Harlesden, London and Belleville, Paris. Her poetry collection <em><a href=\"http:\/\/www.carcanet.co.uk\/cgi-bin\/indexer?product=9781906188047 \">Exactly My Own Length<\/a> <\/em><em><\/em>(Carcanet\/Oxford Poets) and her translation of <em><a href=\"http:\/\/www.penguinclassics.co.uk\/nf\/Book\/BookDisplay\/0,,9780140449723,00.html\" target=\"_blank\">Balzac&#8217;s Old Man Goriot\u00a0<\/a><\/em>(Penguin Classics) were published in 2011<span style=\"font-size: x-small;\">.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Coast &nbsp; Whenever you have trouble sleeping Find yourself a room near water Give it white walls, an open window Make it high on a purpled cliff Facing an island abandoned to birds With the sea below, gnawing and roaring At its topnote of shimmering foil. &nbsp; Have it circled by the breathing dark Of [&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-2553","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2553","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=2553"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2553\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2555,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2553\/revisions\/2555"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2553"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2553"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2553"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}