{"id":6737,"date":"2014-05-01T09:04:57","date_gmt":"2014-05-01T09:04:57","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ink.verticalplus.co.uk\/archive\/?p=6737"},"modified":"2014-04-30T09:25:12","modified_gmt":"2014-04-30T09:25:12","slug":"lily-levinson","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/lily-levinson\/","title":{"rendered":"Lily Levinson"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Familiar<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>From dawn \u2019til dusk you paced the dusted<br \/>\nFloorboards, patient until nightfall, when<br \/>\nThe spindled fingers of the forest snatched you<br \/>\nFrom the cottage. Now at last<br \/>\nYou return, ears burred and muddy, red-tongued<br \/>\nSilly boy, moony-eyed and panting.\u00a0Where<br \/>\nHave you been, wolf? And where<br \/>\nDo you think you are? Across this threshold<br \/>\nWe wipe our feet, thank you, and hang our pelts<br \/>\nBy the door. I suppose now<br \/>\nYou won\u2019t be wanting any supper. Meat-stained<br \/>\nBreath and blood on your claws, filching<br \/>\nLambs in the dark, bane<br \/>\nOf the shepherds. As if we don\u2019t have enough<br \/>\nTrouble, my darling, as if they aren\u2019t this moment<br \/>\nSearching for you \u2013 torches in the trees, look,<br \/>\nAnd the nightjars panicked, rising.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Lily Levinson<\/strong>\u00a0graduated last year, and has since begun trying to write more, and more seriously. She blogs at <a href=\"http:\/\/saintlikeface.wordpress.com\/\" target=\"_blank\">saintlikeface.wordpress.com<\/a>\u00a0 and has been published recently in\u00a0<em>Open Mouse<\/em>\u00a0and the\u00a0<em>Patchwork Paper.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Familiar From dawn \u2019til dusk you paced the dusted Floorboards, patient until nightfall, when The spindled fingers of the forest snatched you From the cottage. Now at last You return, ears burred and muddy, red-tongued Silly boy, moony-eyed and panting.\u00a0Where Have you been, wolf? And where Do you think you are? Across [&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-6737","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6737","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=6737"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6737\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":6740,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6737\/revisions\/6740"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=6737"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=6737"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=6737"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}