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Sails<\/strong><\/p>\n The day over\u2014 spun head <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Karen Jane Cannon<\/strong>\u2019s novel Powder Monkey<\/em> was published by Orion in 2002. She has an MA in Creative Writing from Bath Spa University. She has written for radio and stage. Her poems have appeared in Orbis <\/em>and Acumen. <\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Sails The day you tried on that tiny bikini \u2013 four blue triangles of sail \u2013 I knew summer was nearly over\u2014 you were wave tumbled, storm flung, glinting on the shore in shades, slick oil skin, whilst we, still half done, spun head over heels, salt-numbed. Four years it took and […]<\/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-6541","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6541","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=6541"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6541\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":6544,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6541\/revisions\/6544"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=6541"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=6541"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=6541"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nyou tried on that tiny bikini \u2013
\nfour blue triangles of sail \u2013 I knew
\nsummer was nearly<\/p>\n
\nyou were wave tumbled, storm flung, glinting
\non the shore in shades, slick oil skin,
\nwhilst we, still half done,<\/p>\n
\nover heels, salt-numbed. Four years it took
\nand a spring tide\u2014 those blue sails swelled, took
\nshape, bore you away.<\/p>\n