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Hymn to the Ones kept Secret<\/strong><\/p>\n Oh legion to whose births I was not invited I will sit me down and wait Un-slapped, breathless, I will neither weep over nor cradle you Infants you will not be forgotten, <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Anna-May Laugher<\/strong>, born 1959\u00a0 A prize winning poet, published online and in several magazines. She has just completed a two year project writing poems about Paula Rego’s mural in the National Gallery’s Sainsbury Wing restaurant, entitled Crivelli’s Garden<\/em> or The Visitation.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Hymn to the Ones kept Secret Oh legion to whose births I was not invited I will sit me down and wait with patience by the outflow of the sewage pipes. I will sit me down and wait where baffles and grids catch collectibles. The little bloated ones will come bobbing. Un-slapped, […]<\/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-4671","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4671","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=4671"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4671\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":4673,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4671\/revisions\/4673"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=4671"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=4671"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=4671"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nI will sit me down and wait with patience
\nby the outflow of the sewage pipes.<\/p>\n
\nwhere baffles and grids catch collectibles.
\nThe little bloated ones will come bobbing.<\/p>\n
\nno one in attendance
\ncome to me, where shit blooms in the briney.<\/p>\n
\nsmall people, born in the dead of night.
\nI will cry for your mothers, the terrified.<\/p>\n
\nyou are freight that will come in a dream,
\nsomething to long for, someone to name.<\/p>\n