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1347<\/strong> There is harvesting, The sky is unquizzably blue God is an edible presence. It’s 1347, <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n David Callin<\/strong> lives, if not quite at the back of beyond, certainly within hailing distance of it, in the Celtic archipelago. He has had poems in several magazines, including Other Poetry<\/em>, Orbis and Envoi<\/em>, and online in Snakeskin and Antiphon.<\/p>\n <\/em><\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" 1347 People are getting betrothed, and wearing green, and going on pilgrimages. There is harvesting, and hawking, and amorous conversation. The sky is unquizzably blue but the saints are in it, and they’re waiting for your call. God is an edible presence. Through his priests he greets us: Bless you! Bless you! Bless you! […]<\/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-3048","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3048","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=3048"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3048\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3050,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3048\/revisions\/3050"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3048"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3048"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3048"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\n<\/em>
\nPeople are getting betrothed,
\nand wearing green,
\nand going on pilgrimages.<\/p>\n
\nand hawking,
\nand amorous conversation.<\/p>\n
\nbut the saints are in it,
\nand they’re waiting for your call.<\/p>\n
\nThrough his priests he greets us:
\nBless you! Bless you! Bless you!<\/p>\n
\nand everybody
\nis feeling fine.<\/p>\n