{"id":8031,"date":"2015-01-21T09:00:19","date_gmt":"2015-01-21T09:00:19","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ink.verticalplus.co.uk\/archive\/?p=8031"},"modified":"2015-01-01T18:10:29","modified_gmt":"2015-01-01T18:10:29","slug":"peter-daniels","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/peter-daniels\/","title":{"rendered":"Peter Daniels"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>A Glory<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Soft headed, out there through the mist,<\/p>\n<p>the sun nothing but a sense of light.<\/p>\n<p>No time, no place. The vapour<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 30px;\">carries it all. It\u2019s enough.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Given the time gracefully, the vision holds<\/p>\n<p>clear through to the centre of the earth:<\/p>\n<p>being here, my head opens up all the way<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 30px;\">to the top of the sky.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Many have trodden here, may many others<\/p>\n<p>continue; creatures of slime or of feathers<\/p>\n<p>pass by, they nibble and peck, they shit,<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 30px;\">they show their colours.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>I can tell what this is for, if I worry<\/p>\n<p>less and listen to the whispering glory.<\/p>\n<p>We\u2019re clergy whatever our collar, we<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 30px;\">sip our secular claret.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Peter Daniels<\/strong>\u2019s publications include <em>Mr Luczinski Makes a Move<\/em> (HappenStance, 2011), <em>Counting Eggs<\/em> (Mulfran Press, 2012), and selected poems of Vladislav Khodasevich from Russian (Angel Classics, 2013), which was the Poetry Book Society Recommended Translation.\u00a0 Twitter: @chintz35\u00a0 <a href=\"http:\/\/www.peterdaniels.org.uk\/\" target=\"_blank\">www.peterdaniels.org.uk<\/a>\u00a0 <a href=\"https:\/\/eggcounter.wordpress.com\/\" target=\"_blank\">http:\/\/eggcounter.wordpress.com\/<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; A Glory &nbsp; Soft headed, out there through the mist, the sun nothing but a sense of light. No time, no place. The vapour carries it all. It\u2019s enough. &nbsp; Given the time gracefully, the vision holds clear through to the centre of the earth: being here, my head opens up all [&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-8031","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8031","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=8031"}],"version-history":[{"count":7,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8031\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":8033,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8031\/revisions\/8033"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=8031"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=8031"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=8031"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}