{"id":3427,"date":"2012-10-21T22:45:09","date_gmt":"2012-10-21T22:45:09","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ink.verticalplus.co.uk\/archive\/?p=3427"},"modified":"2012-10-22T22:45:43","modified_gmt":"2012-10-22T22:45:43","slug":"chris-rushby","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/chris-rushby\/","title":{"rendered":"Chris Rushby"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>To The Point<br \/>\n<\/strong><br \/>\nSeals bask on the sand stinking of fish.<br \/>\nJust off the beach terns scream<br \/>\nAs, one by one, they dive<br \/>\nflashing for glittering sprats.<br \/>\nAt my feet, thrift and poppies flutter<br \/>\nflowers glowing like stained glass.<br \/>\nAcross the inner channel<br \/>\na lobster boat stops to haul out creels<br \/>\nthe men&#8217;s voices carrying, indistinct<br \/>\nover the hush of the waves coming in.<br \/>\nAs I turn for home, a harrier<br \/>\nis quartering the marsh one final time<br \/>\nand a herring gull puts up, disconcerted.<br \/>\nYou want me to tell you I love you.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Chris Rushby<\/strong> lives in north Norfolk. He wrote poems in adolescence, then stopped. Several decades later the impulse seems to have returned.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>To The Point Seals bask on the sand stinking of fish. Just off the beach terns scream As, one by one, they dive flashing for glittering sprats. At my feet, thrift and poppies flutter flowers glowing like stained glass. Across the inner channel a lobster boat stops to haul out creels the men&#8217;s voices carrying, [&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-3427","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3427","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=3427"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3427\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3429,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3427\/revisions\/3429"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3427"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3427"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3427"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}