{"id":6507,"date":"2014-03-21T09:00:10","date_gmt":"2014-03-21T09:00:10","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ink.verticalplus.co.uk\/archive\/?p=6507"},"modified":"2014-02-27T13:45:04","modified_gmt":"2014-02-27T13:45:04","slug":"charles-g-lauder-jr-on-world-poetry-day","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/charles-g-lauder-jr-on-world-poetry-day\/","title":{"rendered":"Charles G Lauder Jr&#8230; on World Poetry Day"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>How It Works<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>What I throw out into the world<br \/>\nI gather first as checkerboards<br \/>\nof sunlight scribbled on my arms.<\/p>\n<p>I gather them as nourishment<br \/>\nlike a man drinking from a well<br \/>\nhe\u2019s crawled miles to reach.<\/p>\n<p>What I throw out into the world<br \/>\nhas pooled and swirled between cupped palms<br \/>\nwishing into its tide the dirt<\/p>\n<p>and sweat of creviced skin\u00a0\u00a0 molecules<br \/>\nof blood eked from a paper cut.<br \/>\nHere stirs a universe in the making<\/p>\n<p>stellar gases congealing into orbits<br \/>\nadmired like an adolescent<br \/>\nenamoured with his own peach fuzz.<\/p>\n<p>Is it foolishness or inevitable<br \/>\nthat it can\u2019t be hoarded up a sleeve<br \/>\nwithout seeping through\u00a0nor compressed<\/p>\n<p>between palms without going super-<br \/>\nnova if I don\u2019t willingly<br \/>\nthrow my hands into the air?<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Charles G Lauder Jr<\/strong> grew up in the heart of Texas and now lives in the East Midlands. His poems have appeared internationally and his pamphlet, <em>Bleeds<\/em>, was published in 2012 by <a href=\"http:\/\/www.crystalclearcreators.org.uk\/pages\/crystal_pamphlets.html\" target=\"_blank\">Crystal Clear Creators <\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; How It Works What I throw out into the world I gather first as checkerboards of sunlight scribbled on my arms. I gather them as nourishment like a man drinking from a well he\u2019s crawled miles to reach. What I throw out into the world has pooled and swirled between cupped palms [&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-6507","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6507","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=6507"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6507\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":6509,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6507\/revisions\/6509"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=6507"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=6507"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=6507"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}