{"id":8992,"date":"2015-08-04T08:00:03","date_gmt":"2015-08-04T08:00:03","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ink.verticalplus.co.uk\/archive\/?p=8992"},"modified":"2015-07-29T10:15:33","modified_gmt":"2015-07-29T10:15:33","slug":"jennie-owen-3","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/jennie-owen-3\/","title":{"rendered":"Jennie Owen"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Jam Making<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>She runs a finger<\/p>\n<p>across the back,<\/p>\n<p>of the wooden spoon<\/p>\n<p>warm tracks through skin.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>All instinct here,<\/p>\n<p>no thermometer,<\/p>\n<p>just sugar and fruit<\/p>\n<p>staining the fingers,<\/p>\n<p>bloodying the mouth.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Autumn fugs the kitchen<\/p>\n<p>golden amber wafting<\/p>\n<p>pears and ginger.<\/p>\n<p>strawberries and vanilla.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>With sticky fingers I<\/p>\n<p>linger waist high to taste,<\/p>\n<p>she spins the magic<\/p>\n<p>of the weathered old pan.<\/p>\n<p>Glass jars chink expectant,<\/p>\n<p>await their paper hat,<\/p>\n<p>their twine.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>In a line, sticky labels<\/p>\n<p>smudge an uneven hand<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Jennie Owen<\/strong> is a University Lecturer in Creative Writing, and has been a Senior Editor for the on-line journal <em>Black Market Review<\/em> since 2008. She lives in Lancashire with her husband, three children and cat.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Jam Making &nbsp; She runs a finger across the back, of the wooden spoon warm tracks through skin. &nbsp; All instinct here, no thermometer, just sugar and fruit staining the fingers, bloodying the mouth. &nbsp; Autumn fugs the kitchen golden amber wafting pears and ginger. strawberries and vanilla. &nbsp; With sticky fingers [&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-8992","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8992","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=8992"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8992\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":8993,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8992\/revisions\/8993"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=8992"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=8992"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=8992"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}