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Credo<\/strong><\/p>\n I believe at the root the intake, the giving Next I believe the processes of light and corners of the earth \u2013 cocked in a waiting room. As for mortality, is timepiece enough his spring uncoils But, as a final article of two adjacent hands touching, finger to finger, causing the sun to rise <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Dick Jones<\/strong> has been published in a number of magazines, print and online, including Orbis, The Interpreter\u2019s House, Poetry Ireland Review, Qarrtsiluni, Westwords, Mipoesias, Three Candles, Other Poetry, Rattlesnak<\/em>e and Ouroboros Review<\/em>. In 2010 he received a Pushcart nomination for his poem Sea Of Stars<\/em> and his first collection, Ancient Lights<\/em>, is published by Phoenicia Publishing<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Credo I believe at the root in breath as a first principle. Breath \u2013 the intake, the giving out – is our signature onto the air. Next I believe in the business of seeing and hearing, the processes of light and sound whereby we inhabit the cracks and corners of the earth […]<\/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-5224","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5224","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=5224"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5224\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":5227,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5224\/revisions\/5227"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=5224"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=5224"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=5224"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nin breath as a first
\nprinciple. Breath \u2013<\/p>\n
\nout – is our signature
\nonto the air.<\/p>\n
\nin the business
\nof seeing and hearing,<\/p>\n
\nand sound whereby
\nwe inhabit the cracks<\/p>\n
\nthe guarded scrutiny
\nof strangers, the ear<\/p>\n
\nIncidental revelations,
\naccidental wisdoms.<\/p>\n
\nthe cricket ticking
\nin the long grass<\/p>\n
\nfor me. Wound up
\nby the sun,<\/p>\n
\nat night and
\nhe dreams in black.<\/p>\n
\nof faith, I believe in
\nthe heartbeat certainty<\/p>\n
\non the parapet of
\na bridge somewhere<\/p>\n
\nand breath quickening
\nto mingle, and this<\/p>\n
\nand the moon to wax
\nand all the tides to run.<\/p>\n