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The 2012 Aldeburgh Poetry Festival runs for the 2nd-4th November, and for the next week, Ink Sweat & Tears is featuring poems on the theme \u2018Poetry as a Lifeline\u2019 which is the subject of the IS&T-supported Discussions and Short Takes this year.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Find out more about the Aldeburgh Poetry Festival here<\/a><\/p>\n <\/p>\n maker<\/strong><\/p>\n tuesday<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n <\/p>\n what i made, from my dream, was a poem.<\/p>\n i grew the booming blush of its heart<\/p>\n from the fat tick of blood i found<\/p>\n clung to the fold of my thigh one night,<\/p>\n <\/p>\n mid-cycle, and saw trickle down, stretched<\/p>\n like an ever-diluting flatworm, until it was dammed<\/p>\n by the back of my knee. i grew a heart from this<\/p>\n harvest and sewed it, still beating, into a rare bluebuck-skin pouch.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Marcelle Olivier<\/strong> is a poet and archaeologist. She divides her time between the UK and South Africa, and you can read more of her poetry in, amongst others, Oxford Poetry, New Contrast<\/em>, and Carapace.<\/em><\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Life Line<\/strong><\/p>\n And if you were gone it would be How would I cut through the waves Holding you now, still <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Roy Marshall<\/strong> is a nurse and poet living in Leicestershire. He has been published in magazines in the UK and Ireland. His new pamphlet Gopagilla<\/a>\u00a0<\/em>is\u00a0 published by Crystal Clear Creators. Roy blogs. at roymarshall.wordpress.com<\/a><\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Migration<\/strong><\/p>\n After \u2018Katherine and Millie,\u2019 Barbara Skingle.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n We leave winter behind, klonopin online buy<\/a> travel across snow <\/strong><\/p>\n me wearing little grandma\u2019s coat; it smelling of her. <\/strong><\/p>\n Three trains and a ferry boat and from the window <\/strong><\/p>\n a red handkerchief like a flag in the flat above the butchers.<\/p>\n On deck we shout at the wind, my words fall in the space<\/p>\n between waves where you sit small bird, eye fixed on the storm.<\/p>\n Dark when we step on the quay, you fly up<\/p>\n and pierce my tongue. We live in silence then<\/p>\n your heart\u2019s small pulse sharp as bone spur at my cheek,<\/p>\n your musk chicken feed and garden\u2019s end whispering<\/p>\n if only I were invisible how I would sing, how I would <\/em><\/p>\n drink the rain from lily buds, open wings, grow into myself.<\/em><\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n She brings the coat I slip it on, she says she sees herself<\/p>\n not flown, transparent little grandma\u2019s hand in hers,<\/p>\n too old to leave. I wear my tie the colour of first blood,<\/p>\n the colour of handkerchiefs. She says \u2013 I thought perhaps <\/em><\/p>\n if I paint you like this<\/em> – I say, paint something wonderful <\/em><\/p>\n to come, paint the birds to fly back in Spring, paint the birds<\/em>.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Avril Joy<\/strong> has spent much of her working life inside a women\u2019s prison. Her first novel, \u2018The Sweet Track,\u2019<\/a> was published in 2007 by Flambard Press. \u00a0She is currently writing short stories and poetry and can be found at www.avriljoy.com<\/a><\/p>\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" The 2012 Aldeburgh Poetry Festival runs for the 2nd-4th November, and for the next week, Ink Sweat & Tears is featuring poems on the theme \u2018Poetry as a Lifeline\u2019 which is the subject of the IS&T-supported Discussions and Short Takes this year.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Find out more about the Aldeburgh Poetry Festival here maker […]<\/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":[32,7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-3440","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry-as-a-lifeline","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3440","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=3440"}],"version-history":[{"count":7,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3440\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3442,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3440\/revisions\/3442"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3440"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3440"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3440"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nas if the birds had left the sky.<\/p>\n
\nI\u2019m too tired to swim?<\/p>\n
\nyou pull me in.<\/p>\n