{"id":3646,"date":"2012-11-29T12:00:31","date_gmt":"2012-11-29T12:00:31","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ink.verticalplus.co.uk\/archive\/?p=3646"},"modified":"2012-11-29T12:45:22","modified_gmt":"2012-11-29T12:45:22","slug":"don-thompson","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/don-thompson\/","title":{"rendered":"Don Thompson"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Straight Lines<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>The ghostly sap in lumber warps it just to keep us humble. \u00a0We talk about a beeline knowing the overloaded bee wobbles on her way home. \u00a0Bureaucrats long for trees with unserrrated rectangular leaves\u2014little green chits for infinitesimal amounts of shade. \u00a0Some of them would put zippers down the back of an angel\u2019s shimmering garment, even though it never needs to be sent to the dry cleaner. \u00a0They\u2019d send it anyway. \u00a0Mondrian dreamed of the caves at Lascaux and wept in his sleep. \u00a0Ex-cons cry out to Euclid but never manage to go straight. \u00a0It\u2019s hopeless. \u00a0And no matter what we do, the shortest distance between two hearts is so convoluted no one ever gets there.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Don Thompson<\/strong> has been publishing since the early sixties, including a half dozen or so books and chapbooks. \u00a0Most recently, Pinyon Publishing released <a href=\"http:\/\/www.amazon.co.uk\/dp\/1936671069\/ref=nosim?tag=inswte0f-21\" target=\"_blank\"><em>Everything Barren Will Be Blessed<\/em>\u00a0<\/a> a few months ago.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Straight Lines The ghostly sap in lumber warps it just to keep us humble. \u00a0We talk about a beeline knowing the overloaded bee wobbles on her way home. \u00a0Bureaucrats long for trees with unserrrated rectangular leaves\u2014little green chits for infinitesimal amounts of shade. \u00a0Some of them would put zippers down the back [&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-3646","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3646","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=3646"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3646\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3648,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3646\/revisions\/3648"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3646"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3646"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3646"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}