{"id":6293,"date":"2014-02-02T09:00:06","date_gmt":"2014-02-02T09:00:06","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ink.verticalplus.co.uk\/archive\/?p=6293"},"modified":"2014-01-29T10:45:29","modified_gmt":"2014-01-29T10:45:29","slug":"jo-mariner-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/jo-mariner-2\/","title":{"rendered":"Jo Mariner"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>She in My Head<br \/>\n<\/strong><br \/>\nAs good as any I&#8217;ve ever been\u00a0\u00a0 A\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 no stop winder of the thread,<br \/>\nwender of the maze. a May zing.\u00a0One who doubles ,\u00a0singles<br \/>\nturns downsides up insides\u00a0Out.<br \/>\nThe everybody look-no-hands-no-holds-barred girl<br \/>\nThe no handlebars handle with care full of un and con<br \/>\nfused IN and OUT fused con amore GIRL<br \/>\nQueen of the inside eyes that do not shut<br \/>\nThe she who sleep leaps<br \/>\nThe Do not Sleep and dream you can find her, SHE<br \/>\nOH LORDY.\u00a0 The kind of girl you wanna buy her book<br \/>\nThe kind of girl you close and open RE-member &#8216;member? Her Ideas, dears,<br \/>\neating the tender grass of the heart<br \/>\nOh Dahling,<br \/>\nThe kind of girl that makes you whine at your mother<br \/>\nwhere, Where WHERE has she put all the words?<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Jo Mariner<\/strong> is a poet who continues to read poems to discover what it is about them that keeps her coming back. \u00a0She thinks it has to do with detecting what is important, what survives, and what encourages her to seek what is next.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; &nbsp; She in My Head As good as any I&#8217;ve ever been\u00a0\u00a0 A\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 no stop winder of the thread, wender of the maze. a May zing.\u00a0One who doubles ,\u00a0singles turns downsides up insides\u00a0Out. The everybody look-no-hands-no-holds-barred girl The no handlebars handle with care full of un and con fused IN and OUT fused con [&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-6293","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6293","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=6293"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6293\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":6298,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6293\/revisions\/6298"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=6293"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=6293"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=6293"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}