{"id":6268,"date":"2014-01-28T09:00:01","date_gmt":"2014-01-28T09:00:01","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ink.verticalplus.co.uk\/archive\/?p=6268"},"modified":"2014-01-03T16:04:56","modified_gmt":"2014-01-03T16:04:56","slug":"katrina-naomi","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/katrina-naomi\/","title":{"rendered":"Katrina Naomi"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Two Aprons<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>after Arshile Gorky<\/em><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>I have my limitations, I can only paint.<\/p>\n<p>Each silver tube has its own sound,<\/p>\n<p>its own idea of life and how it might be lived.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Here\u2019s the yellow of Nan\u2019s Portuguese pinny,<\/p>\n<p>I heard its cockcrow from the drawer \u2013<\/p>\n<p>and me, not even of the generation that wears aprons,<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>though I\u2019m wearing one now, its white cottons<\/p>\n<p>unravelling like the lines of this painting.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>I release the bird from the stuffy drawer,<\/p>\n<p>its wattle and plumage crushed,<\/p>\n<p>yet the colours still sing to the morning.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>While I search for clues to Nan\u2019s journeys,<\/p>\n<p>her many tongues jumble in my apron\u2019s pockets,<\/p>\n<p>and this cockerel will star on the canvas.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Katrina Naomi<\/strong> is completing a PhD in creative writing at Goldsmiths with a focus on violence in poetry. Her work has appeared in <em>The TLS, Poetry Review<\/em> and <em>The Spectator<\/em>. She lives in south London and is originally from Margate. <a href=\"http:\/\/www.katrinanaomi.co.uk\/\" target=\"_blank\">www.katrinanaomi.co.uk <\/a><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; &nbsp; Two Aprons \u00a0 after Arshile Gorky &nbsp; I have my limitations, I can only paint. Each silver tube has its own sound, its own idea of life and how it might be lived. &nbsp; Here\u2019s the yellow of Nan\u2019s Portuguese pinny, I heard its cockcrow from the drawer \u2013 and me, not even [&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-6268","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6268","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=6268"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6268\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":6269,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6268\/revisions\/6269"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=6268"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=6268"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=6268"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}