{"id":9169,"date":"2015-09-12T08:00:14","date_gmt":"2015-09-12T08:00:14","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ink.verticalplus.co.uk\/archive\/?p=9169"},"modified":"2015-09-11T09:03:09","modified_gmt":"2015-09-11T09:03:09","slug":"reuben-woolley-3","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/reuben-woolley-3\/","title":{"rendered":"Reuben Woolley"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>iguana days<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>hanging<\/p>\n<p>over grey waves<\/p>\n<p>the old yellow<\/p>\n<p>dog of a moon, pock-<\/p>\n<p>marked &amp; smiling<\/p>\n<p>like tomorrow. i go<\/p>\n<p>to horizons<\/p>\n<p>&amp; check the time<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>i don&#8217;t sail<\/p>\n<p>the way of charts &amp; stars<\/p>\n<p>but follow crests<\/p>\n<p>like lizards<\/p>\n<p>know where they are<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Reuben Woolley<\/strong> has been published in\u00a0<em>Tears in the Fence<\/em>,\u00a0and <em>Domestic Cherry 4<\/em>. He has been published online in <em>The Stare&#8217;s Nest<\/em>, <em>Ink Sweat and Tears<\/em>, <em>Nutshells and Nuggets<\/em>, <em>Bone Orchard Poetry<\/em> and <em>the Screech Owl<\/em>. His first collection, <em>t<a href=\"http:\/\/www.amazon.co.uk\/The-King-Dead-Reuben-Woolley\/dp\/1312342676\/ref=cm_rdp_product_img\/178-2007659-0368811\" target=\"_blank\">he king is dead<\/a><\/em> was published in 2014 by <em>Oneiros Books<\/em><em>. <\/em>He edits the blogzine of poetry and art about protest and abuse,<em> I am not a silent poet<\/em>: <a href=\"https:\/\/iamnotasilentpoet.wordpress.com\/\" target=\"_blank\">iamnotasilentpoet.wordpress.com<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; iguana days &nbsp; hanging over grey waves the old yellow dog of a moon, pock- marked &amp; smiling like tomorrow. i go to horizons &amp; check the time &nbsp; i don&#8217;t sail the way of charts &amp; stars but follow crests like lizards know where they are &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; [&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-9169","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9169","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=9169"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9169\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":9171,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9169\/revisions\/9171"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=9169"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=9169"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=9169"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}