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Eventual Return (Parts I and II)<\/strong><\/p>\n I<\/p>\n You have frightened your father M11\u00a0\u00a0 A11\u00a0\u00a0 A14<\/p>\n To pinpoint your location to guide those headlights II<\/p>\n I have admitted to almost missing you It was different then A stage in life of understanding When your reflection comes closer <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Jack Stevens<\/strong> has been writing poetry for the past five years, between musical projects that he performs in. His current band is called Cathedrals & Cars<\/em>. He is yet to publish any of his written work.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Eventual Return (Parts I and II) I You have frightened your father with the early hour phone call M11\u00a0\u00a0 A11\u00a0\u00a0 A14 To pinpoint your location on the shaking map and keep yourself calm, to guide those headlights through the thunder towards the farm II I have admitted to almost missing you You […]<\/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-8705","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8705","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=8705"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8705\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":8708,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8705\/revisions\/8708"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=8705"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=8705"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=8705"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nwith the early hour phone call<\/p>\n
\non the shaking map and keep
\nyourself calm,<\/p>\n
\nthrough the thunder
\ntowards the farm<\/p>\n
\nYou have returned in the reflection of the
\nstudy window, as the blinds flit skywards
\nfrom my impatient grip<\/p>\n
\nThat same house in which I gave good riddance,
\nthanked God on your disappearance, was all
\nbecause of age<\/p>\n
\nyounger siblings has
\ncome to me finally<\/p>\n
\nit arches left to the doorframe
\nand through it you burst into
\nthe light of the hall<\/p>\n