{"id":6008,"date":"2013-12-20T09:00:43","date_gmt":"2013-12-20T09:00:43","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ink.verticalplus.co.uk\/archive\/?p=6008"},"modified":"2013-11-28T09:41:23","modified_gmt":"2013-11-28T09:41:23","slug":"jilly-munro","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/jilly-munro\/","title":{"rendered":"Jilly Munro"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>Dead-heading<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>You can keep your dozen upright yellow soldiers with browning<br \/>\nedged curled tissue-paper petals, wrapped in shining cellophane<\/p>\n<p>no rose-feed soaked oasis will raise them from the thirsty dead<br \/>\nor assuage the foliaged guilt of your forecourt sex-flower offering<\/p>\n<p>and they can stay forever sheathed in their body-bag, all fragrance<br \/>\nembalmed alongside the floral language of joy, in my steel-toed bin<\/p>\n<p>and, no, I don\u2019t want you to grab a Waterford vase from the top shelf<br \/>\njust in case it falls and fill it with gargling water to stagnate to green<\/p>\n<p>as limp leaves cigar roll and thornless stems prick my mind<br \/>\nto recall why I want nothing from you, no half-hearted gifts<\/p>\n<p>and there will be no fanfares or frantic floral dancing when I tell you<br \/>\nno more barely there bouquets, no\u00a0 more piddly-arse posies.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Jilly Munro<\/strong> has had her childhood interest in poetry re-ignited during an Open University English Literature degree.\u00a0 She will has recently been published in <em>The New Writer<\/em> and two poems appeared\u00a0 in the Kent &amp; Sussex Poetry Society\u2019s Folio publication this Autumn.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Dead-heading You can keep your dozen upright yellow soldiers with browning edged curled tissue-paper petals, wrapped in shining cellophane no rose-feed soaked oasis will raise them from the thirsty dead or assuage the foliaged guilt of your forecourt sex-flower offering and they can stay forever sheathed in their body-bag, all fragrance embalmed alongside the floral [&hellip;]<\/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-6008","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6008","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=6008"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6008\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":6011,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6008\/revisions\/6011"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=6008"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=6008"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=6008"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}