{"id":423,"date":"2011-10-27T11:00:00","date_gmt":"2011-10-27T11:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ink.verticalplus.co.uk\/archive\/?p=423"},"modified":"2011-10-27T11:00:00","modified_gmt":"2011-10-27T11:00:00","slug":"chris-guidon-at-the-heart-of-things","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/chris-guidon-at-the-heart-of-things\/","title":{"rendered":"Chris Guidon 'At the Heart of Things'"},"content":{"rendered":"

At the Heart of Things<\/span>

Remember when your mother was taken ill-<\/span>
and was rushed anonymously to the hospital?<\/span>
and in the waiting room your older brother –<\/span>
cried and shivered like glass.<\/span>

But you felt like some dumb blunt dull thing-<\/span>
no tears, no panic, no nothing…<\/span>

And the kindly old woman in the corridor-<\/span>
smiled in her knowing<\/span>
and you wished you were sharp enough-<\/span>
to cut away her smile<\/span>

to cut down to the sinewy heart of things<\/span>
like strangers smiling-<\/span>
and families crying.<\/span>

To look upon their glistening emotions-<\/span>
without the polished facade<\/span>
to see if they truly bleed,<\/span>
as you truly bleed.<\/span>



*Chris Guidon<\/span> says “I'm a writer from Worcestershire and I'm currently working on my first novel and preparing to start a family.”<\/span>
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At the Heart of ThingsRemember when your mother was taken ill-and was rushed anonymously to the hospital?and in the waiting room your older brother –cried and shivered like glass.But you felt like some dumb blunt dull thing-no tears, no panic, no nothing…And the kindly old woman in the corridor-smiled in her knowingand you wished you […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"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-423","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/423","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\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=423"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/423\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=423"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=423"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=423"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}