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The Quality of 6.15am<\/strong><\/p>\n <\/p>\n it is still as expected & I am awake<\/p>\n thinking about jumble sales<\/p>\n &Carpal Tunnel Syndrome<\/p>\n a wood pigeon confirms what I feared,<\/p>\n I am truly awake,<\/p>\n none of that nonsense of hypnopompia<\/p>\n to make me wonder if I am actually dead<\/p>\n & that afterlife looks like 6.15<\/p>\n on a wet March Sunday;<\/p>\n unless the wood pigeon is a ghost.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n *\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 *\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 *<\/p>\n <\/p>\n down bone halls of my ears<\/p>\n ringing echoes & smothers it all<\/p>\n like a 1000 glasses being rubbed<\/p>\n by someone persisting in experimental sound<\/p>\n with a badly wired moog. \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 in the campanile<\/p>\n the bells are in full force<\/p>\n this Sunday morning,<\/p>\n but who am I summoning?<\/p>\n & why are they coming?<\/p>\n <\/p>\n *\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 *\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 *<\/p>\n <\/p>\n no dreams to speak of from last night\u2019s free cinema;<\/p>\n not even a trailer of colours<\/p>\n no pulled sheets of indigo, shame red, gutter snow white<\/p>\n draped across bedside mirrors,<\/p>\n no empty halls & nothing like Marienbad<\/p>\n not even any topiary of my fears<\/p>\n or repressed desires. \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 the projectionist is away<\/p>\n & now the cinema has closed for the winter.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n *\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 *\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 *<\/p>\n <\/p>\n too early for breakfast, too late for more sleep<\/p>\n this is the margin of the day<\/p>\n where poems appear as scraps<\/p>\n under tissue paper, they retrace the palimpsest<\/p>\n of earlier attempts;\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 the \u2018feeling for things\u2019<\/p>\n snagged on barbwire<\/p>\n from something bigger\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 trying to escape,<\/p>\n lumpen, worm-shot & grey<\/p>\n in the light of the coming day.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Andrew McDonnell<\/strong> was born in Kent, 1977, & currently lives Norfolk. As well writing and teaching poetry, he is obsessed with the Tour de France and cycling generally. He’s still undecided if the two interests are mutually exclusive.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" The Quality of 6.15am it is still as expected & I am awake thinking about jumble sales &Carpal Tunnel Syndrome a wood pigeon confirms what I feared, I am truly awake, none of that nonsense of hypnopompia to make me wonder if I am actually dead & that afterlife looks like 6.15 […]<\/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-3116","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3116","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=3116"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3116\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3118,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3116\/revisions\/3118"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3116"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3116"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3116"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}