{"id":4456,"date":"2013-05-08T09:00:16","date_gmt":"2013-05-08T09:00:16","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ink.verticalplus.co.uk\/archive\/?p=4456"},"modified":"2013-05-05T14:56:00","modified_gmt":"2013-05-05T14:56:00","slug":"tom-kelly-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/tom-kelly-2\/","title":{"rendered":"Tom Kelly"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Love Hopes<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Standing in the street,<br \/>\nwatching her house<br \/>\nas if it will walk to me.<\/p>\n<p>My heart sits in my mouth,<br \/>\nwaiting for this to happen,<br \/>\nin a matter of time.<\/p>\n<p>I want to believe<br \/>\nshe will walk above the pavements perfectly,<br \/>\ncircle air like St Bernadette,<br \/>\nclimb to my held breath,<br \/>\nthen rain decides to fall<br \/>\non my love hopes.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Tom Kelly<\/strong> is a Jarrow-born poet and playwright who lives further up the Tyne at Blaydon. These poems are taken from his next collection <em>I Know Their Footsteps<\/em> &#8211;\u00a0 <a href=\"http:\/\/www.redsquirrelpress.com\/\" target=\"_blank\">Red Squirrel Press. <\/a><br \/>\nThis is his website: <a href=\"http:\/\/www.tomkelly.org.uk\/\" target=\"_blank\">http:\/\/www.tomkelly.org.uk\/<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Love Hopes Standing in the street, watching her house as if it will walk to me. My heart sits in my mouth, waiting for this to happen, in a matter of time. I want to believe she will walk above the pavements perfectly, circle air like St Bernadette, climb to my held [&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-4456","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4456","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=4456"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4456\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":4460,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4456\/revisions\/4460"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=4456"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=4456"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=4456"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}