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Broom<\/strong> There\u2019s a broom in the corner of the gallery, Work-worn wood, and that stiff little voice Paint. Repaint. Handling dots and splashes, It\u2019s art. The flecks are diamond, turquoise, pearls, <\/p>\n Kirsten Luckins<\/strong> is a poet and performer. Her first solo show, The Moon Cannot Be Stolen<\/em>, was runner-up in the Saboteur Awards 2014 for Best Spoken Word Show. In the same year she was a finalist in the BBC Slam. She is north-east programme co-ordinator for Apples and Snakes. @ImeldaSays\u00a0 www.kirstenluckins.wordpress.com<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Broom [After \u2018Waltzer 2007\u2019 by Susan Collis, mixed media] There\u2019s a broom in the corner of the gallery, Propped on one leg, keeping its head down. You might miss it. Stick with it. Work-worn wood, and that stiff little voice Whispers \u2018this\u2019, \u2018this\u2019, chasing after kitchens. Careless peelings. Angry plates. Paint. Repaint. […]<\/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-8009","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8009","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=8009"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8009\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":8011,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8009\/revisions\/8011"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=8009"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=8009"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=8009"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\n[After \u2018Waltzer 2007\u2019 by Susan Collis, mixed media]<\/p>\n
\nPropped on one leg, keeping its head down.
\nYou might miss it. Stick with it.<\/p>\n
\nWhispers \u2018this\u2019, \u2018this\u2019, chasing after kitchens.
\nCareless peelings. Angry plates.<\/p>\n
\nSplinter jags, a woman\u2019s work is never, and again,
\nIt sets the floor to rights.<\/p>\n
\nA rift in the cheap shaft healed with gold.
\nStick with it. You might miss it.<\/p>\n