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His Heart<\/strong><\/p>\n He offered her his heart as sashimi He diced it into a tartare, seasoned He served it hot buttered He braised it, ventricles and all, He pressed it through a drum sieve, He pickled it and served it He baked it into a pie, with He shaved wafer thin slices He grilled it for surf \u2018n\u2019 turf He liquidised it into a milkshake, He salted it for the winter, When he had exhausted all his recipes \u201cAll I wanted was the simplest <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Richard Cook<\/strong> is a charity fundraiser who started writing poetry last year. He is due to start the MA in Creative & Life Writing at Goldsmith’s this September.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" His Heart He offered her his heart as sashimi perfect slices cut with a samurai sword, served with daikon and wasabi. He diced it into a tartare, seasoned with finely minced shallot and cornichons, crowned with a raw egg yolk. He served it hot buttered on toast, the fat lobe oozing like foie […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","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-5057","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5057","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=5057"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5057\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":5059,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5057\/revisions\/5059"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=5057"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=5057"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=5057"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nperfect slices cut with a samurai sword,
\nserved with daikon and wasabi.<\/p>\n
\nwith finely minced shallot and cornichons,
\ncrowned with a raw egg yolk.<\/p>\n
\non toast, the fat lobe oozing
\nlike foie gras.<\/p>\n
\nwith carrots and leeks and
\na single onion studded with\u00a0 cloves.<\/p>\n
\nfolded it into stiffened egg whites
\nand souffl\u00e9d it.<\/p>\n
\nas a side dish, steeped in vinegar
\nand white peppercorns.<\/p>\n
\nfour and twenty blackbirds, but
\nwhen the pie was opened the blackbirds were dead.<\/p>\n
\ninto a reubens, topped with
\nsauerkraut, pickles and swiss.<\/p>\n
\nlaid it, inadequate, next to
\na poached Cornish blue lobster.<\/p>\n
\nhis aortic valve a straw,
\nto slurp it through.<\/p>\n
\nbut preserved, it looked, like
\na Martian\u2019s testicle.<\/p>\n
\nhe disguised it as a cantaloupe melon,
\nwhich he hung from his ribcage, where
\nshe plucked it instantly. As she ate
\na huge wedge the juice dribbled
\ndown her chin and she asked<\/p>\n
\nof fruit. What took you so long
\nto offer it to me?\u201d<\/p>\n