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Fool Moon<\/strong><\/p>\n The moon, too, yearns On cloudless nights, out of the sea Hand me down light, <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Vivien Jones\u2019 <\/strong>first poetry collection – About Time, Too –<\/em> was published by Indigo Dreams Publishing \u00a0in2010. In that year she also won the Poetry London Prize. She has completed a second short fiction collection on a theme of women amongst warriors – White Poppies (2012) – <\/em>with the aid of a Creative Scotland Writer\u2019s Bursary and has adapted two of the stories for theatre performance in 2013. Currently leading a creative writing project in the Environmental Arts Festival – TIDEMARK – <\/em>new work focussed on the Solway shore at Powfoot. www.vivienjones.info<\/a> <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Fool Moon The moon, too, yearns to see beyond clouds, we look for silver on prussian she looks for blue and green, both cursing the intervening veils and blankets of cloud. On cloudless nights, out of the sea she rises orange, shrinking, paling to a naval button, making the sea shimmer, glass […]<\/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-6394","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6394","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=6394"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6394\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":6396,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6394\/revisions\/6396"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=6394"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=6394"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=6394"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nto see beyond clouds,
\nwe look for silver on prussian
\nshe looks for blue and green,
\nboth cursing the intervening
\nveils and blankets of cloud.<\/p>\n
\nshe rises orange, shrinking,
\npaling to a naval button,
\nmaking the sea shimmer, glass glitter,
\na palette of cocktail fabrics
\ndraped across sightlines.<\/p>\n
\nfrom her pale flat face,
\na blue-veined vanity
\nproud of the great cheese
\nthat once fooled a fox,
\nthe Moon in a bucket.<\/p>\n
\n<\/em><\/p>\n