{"id":8072,"date":"2015-01-30T09:00:45","date_gmt":"2015-01-30T09:00:45","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ink.verticalplus.co.uk\/archive\/?p=8072"},"modified":"2015-01-01T18:56:11","modified_gmt":"2015-01-01T18:56:11","slug":"ann-cuthbert","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/ann-cuthbert\/","title":{"rendered":"Ann Cuthbert"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>I am going to disappear<\/strong>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <em>(After\u00a0 C\u00e9sar Vallejo<\/em>)<\/p>\n<p>I am going to disappear one evening when the moon has risen,<br \/>\nthough the sky might not be dark. I have seen this.<\/p>\n<p>Looking out of the landing window at 2 a.m. when the moon<br \/>\nhas moved from left to right without anyone noticing and the stars,<\/p>\n<p>bored through aeons, have rearranged themselves<br \/>\ninto pleasing patterns, I have seen myself disappearing.<\/p>\n<p>And the bed will become cold, the cup will stand unlifted,<br \/>\nthe dregs inside will film over, grow skin, as I dissolve.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Ann Cuthbert<\/strong> writes poetry, short stories, travelogues \u2013 mainly to keep herself amused. She has also discovered recently that she enjoys performing her work in front of live audiences.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; I am going to disappear\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 (After\u00a0 C\u00e9sar Vallejo) I am going to disappear one evening when the moon has risen, though the sky might not be dark. I have seen this. Looking out of the landing window at 2 a.m. when the moon has moved from left to right without anyone noticing [&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-8072","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8072","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=8072"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8072\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":8075,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8072\/revisions\/8075"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=8072"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=8072"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=8072"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}