{"id":4478,"date":"2013-05-13T09:00:03","date_gmt":"2013-05-13T09:00:03","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ink.verticalplus.co.uk\/archive\/?p=4478"},"modified":"2013-05-05T15:24:57","modified_gmt":"2013-05-05T15:24:57","slug":"lucy-ingrams","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/lucy-ingrams\/","title":{"rendered":"Lucy Ingrams"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Home furnishings<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Sensing revelation on the fifth floor,<\/p>\n<p>she reaches \u2013 self-defensively \u2013<\/p>\n<p>for tools<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>and next, she is all pocket: the more combed<\/p>\n<p>the colder, while at her toes<\/p>\n<p>a little pool<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>of not-this, not-that flotsam grows (biros,<\/p>\n<p>chocolate, children\u2019s photos, strands of sample<\/p>\n<p>fourth-floor wools)<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>until she stands divested, swaying<\/p>\n<p>like a vertigant,<\/p>\n<p>nothing<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>between her and truth she\u2019s waited<\/p>\n<p>\u2013 oh, time cubed \u2013<\/p>\n<p>to spool,<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>missing her tape measure<\/p>\n<p>and every inch<\/p>\n<p>the holy fool.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>*<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Kneeling, she counts fourteen<\/p>\n<p>hand-spans across the horizon<\/p>\n<p>of a sofa (Elgar Small,<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>pumice), fingers kneading<\/p>\n<p>the truss. A passing<\/p>\n<p>pianist is struck<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>by the key<\/p>\n<p>of her attention; a child<\/p>\n<p>smiles back to smiles<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>that in the country<\/p>\n<p>of her face, lie dozened<\/p>\n<p>at all angles, while<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>unassailing sales assistants<\/p>\n<p>statue the far corners,<\/p>\n<p>like church saints.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>*<\/p>\n<p>Near an Osterley Occasional,<\/p>\n<p>she gives way<\/p>\n<p>to laughter \u2013 a sobbing<\/p>\n<p>spindle of years, unwinding<\/p>\n<p>itself from story.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><em>How much easier <\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0 and more difficult, <\/em>she thinks<\/p>\n<p>looking round, trying<\/p>\n<p>to see things just<\/p>\n<p>as they <a href=\"https:\/\/drdavidbrady.com\/alprazolam-xanax-1mg\/\">xanax online rx<\/a> are\u2026<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Every wing<\/p>\n<p>chair and swan sofa<\/p>\n<p>stands waiting.<\/p>\n<p><em>I have only<\/em> <em>to sit down <\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>and a silence will begin.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p>*<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>When the floor manager finds her \u2013 in a Suffolk Sewn \u2013 she is floundering<\/p>\n<p>like a kelt. Behind her stream plot-lines of love-lies-bleeding, family tangling, beginnings<br \/>\nand endings she\u2019s attempted to alter, various subscriptions to cure or coddling. Ahead, a simple sea of careful, furnished rooms \u2026 an anchorite\u2019s grammar: <em>I will sit by my sitting, lie <\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>by my lying and attend to the phrasing of gestures\u2014<\/em><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>*<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>She offers up<\/p>\n<p>her cheque-book<\/p>\n<p>and he takes it<\/p>\n<p>lightly, too young<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>to guess at<\/p>\n<p>all the waters<\/p>\n<p>that chop<\/p>\n<p>between them.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Lucy Ingrams<\/strong> has worked by day in gardens, schools, children&#8217;s book publishing, a theatre company and a bar &#8211;\u00a0 by evening she has had the luck to study poetry with Michael Donaghy, Liane Strauss and Philip Gross.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Home furnishings &nbsp; &nbsp; Sensing revelation on the fifth floor, she reaches \u2013 self-defensively \u2013 for tools &nbsp; and next, she is all pocket: the more combed the colder, while at her toes a little pool &nbsp; of not-this, not-that flotsam grows (biros, chocolate, children\u2019s photos, strands of sample fourth-floor wools) &nbsp; [&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-4478","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4478","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=4478"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4478\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":4480,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4478\/revisions\/4480"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=4478"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=4478"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=4478"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}