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By the window, a wheelchair How old are you, Olive? says Nurse. And how many children, Olive? three they smile in unison. <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Kathy Gee<\/strong> lives in Worcestershire and has a parallel life working for museums and heritage. She\u2019s had some forty poems accepted in magazines and is thinking about a pamphlet. She enjoys performance and her occasional blog www.wordstring.co.uk<\/a>\u00a0\u00a0 is an experimental vehicle for poetry videos.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" The Unforgotten Twin By the window, a wheelchair turns its back on the beds to give a birthday moment of normality. How old are you, Olive? says Nurse. I\u2019m sixty eight the wheelchair says. Oh bless her, she means eighty six. And how many children, Olive? Three adults at her knee await the […]<\/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-8531","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8531","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=8531"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8531\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":8534,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8531\/revisions\/8534"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=8531"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=8531"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=8531"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nThe Unforgotten Twin<\/strong><\/p>\n
\nturns its back on the beds to give
\na birthday moment of normality.<\/p>\n
\nI\u2019m sixty eight the wheelchair says.
\nOh bless her, she means eighty six.<\/p>\n
\nThree adults at her knee await
\nthe answer,\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 give it for her:<\/p>\n
\nTheir mother firmly contradicts.
\nNo, four.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 I had four.<\/p>\n