{"id":4884,"date":"2013-07-15T09:00:17","date_gmt":"2013-07-15T09:00:17","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ink.verticalplus.co.uk\/archive\/?p=4884"},"modified":"2013-07-04T19:57:21","modified_gmt":"2013-07-04T19:57:21","slug":"antony-mair","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/antony-mair\/","title":{"rendered":"Antony Mair"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Against Nature<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>People call her a goddess<\/p>\n<p>I never could see it myself<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>It was my parents pushed us together<\/p>\n<p>walking through mud in the country park<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>but we gradually drifted apart<\/p>\n<p>I\u2019ve not seen her for a while<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>I\u2019m happier indoors at my screen<\/p>\n<p>with my friends on Facebook and Twitter<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>on a forum someone said she was ill<\/p>\n<p>with trees dying and stuff<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>but she can look after herself<\/p>\n<p>I suppose I\u2019ve lost interest<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>if I keep curtains drawn the screen\u2019s brighter<\/p>\n<p>the Tesco man calls me to say he\u2019s outside.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Antony Mair<\/strong> recently returned to England after seven years in France, and now writes poetry in Hastings, East Sussex, on a daily basis. \u00a0He is an active member of the Brighton Stanza group and the Hastings Arts Forum Poets.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Against Nature &nbsp; People call her a goddess I never could see it myself &nbsp; It was my parents pushed us together walking through mud in the country park &nbsp; but we gradually drifted apart I\u2019ve not seen her for a while &nbsp; I\u2019m happier indoors at my screen with my friends [&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-4884","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4884","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=4884"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4884\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":4955,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4884\/revisions\/4955"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=4884"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=4884"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=4884"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}