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Galleries<\/strong><\/p>\n Walking into the intense heat I will either be stunned If it offers nothing up Sculptures generally take the frameworks And every structure, a repetition <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n \u00a0Julia Stothard<\/strong> is a data report writer, living and working in Surrey. Poems have appeared in South, Weyfarers, Orbis<\/em> and other poetry magazines. Her latest project, #Tercets for twitter, can be followed at @TerzaVerse on twitter.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Galleries Walking into the intense heat of a gallery, over-coated and dripping, expecting canvass to speak without the commotion of words I will either be stunned or unimpressed but invariably silent, appraising shattered faces, elephant dung or flesh draped over tines and clocks. If it offers nothing up I will add a […]<\/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":[139,7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-8626","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-2015-poetry-picks","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8626","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=8626"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8626\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":8629,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8626\/revisions\/8629"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=8626"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=8626"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=8626"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nof a gallery, over-coated
\nand dripping, expecting
\ncanvass to speak
\nwithout the commotion of words<\/p>\n
\nor unimpressed but invariably
\nsilent, appraising
\nshattered faces, elephant
\ndung or flesh
\ndraped over tines and clocks.<\/p>\n
\nI will add a twist of my own, conjure
\nviolent scenes the far side
\nof a Mondrian; or Turner
\nin spectacles, hurling
\nhis brushes into the sunset.<\/p>\n
\nthe sweat out of it. Even
\nthe most elusive tangle of wires,
\nfold of silk, or wooden block
\narrangement is evocative
\nin some way;<\/p>\n
\nin which we live and breath.
\nFrom the blank page
\nto the Empire State, each of us
\nrepresented by one pixel
\nin the bigger picture; the TV crowd<\/p>\n
\nof ourselves or our lovers
\nturning up everywhere we look,
\nsignalling some apt association
\nknown only to us.<\/p>\n