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Green Fingers<\/strong><\/p>\n Such journeys as we had were something our lunches packed with sandwiches and gin the unreal amber houses stretching out the endless talented wretches <\/strong><\/p>\n Jody Porter <\/strong>is poetry editor of the Morning Star<\/em><\/a>\u00a0 . His poetry has appeared in Magma, South Bank Poetry, Best British Poetry 2013<\/em> and elsewhere. Originally from Essex he now lives in Stoke Newington, London.\u00a0 This is his blog\u00a0 <\/a>Twitter: https:\/\/twitter.com\/jodyporter_<\/a> Green Fingers Such journeys as we had were something really something else the zip of trees in the train\u2019s panorama our lunches packed with sandwiches and gin as we rushed to plant a weed at the top of a hill the unreal amber houses stretching out the lights of the lives of […]<\/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-8391","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8391","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=8391"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8391\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":8392,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8391\/revisions\/8392"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=8391"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=8391"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=8391"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nreally something else the zip of trees
\nin the train\u2019s panorama<\/p>\n
\nas we rushed to plant a weed
\nat the top of a hill<\/p>\n
\nthe lights of the lives of those
\nwith musical parents<\/p>\n
\nwith bohemians in the family
\no how we hated them.<\/p>\n
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