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I Encounter a Peacock<\/strong><\/p>\n How I came to be sitting next to a Peacock was to become the least Imagine how he\u2019d be as we are not said aloud. Just a thought. and burst into plumage: blocking out the sun, but full of love, wobbling at the axle, of his affections, who will drive him passions\u2014 each feather with \u2018what ifs\u2019, whole galaxies It was something there was enough to notice this growth spurt. Among the way his head grandiloquent but wrong about that.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n James Coghill<\/strong> is an ecopoet currently clinging to the edge of the country by his fingertips. Most recently he has had poems published in Sidekick Books’ Lives Beyond Us<\/em> and The Emma Press Anthology of Dance<\/em>. He blogs about all things ecological here: https:\/\/thesolenette.wordpress.com\/<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" I Encounter a Peacock How I came to be sitting in a bus shelter next to a Peacock in full display was to become the least of my worries. Imagine how he\u2019d be if he were as wild as we are not said a little bit of me aloud. Just a thought. […]<\/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-9523","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9523","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=9523"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9523\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":9526,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9523\/revisions\/9526"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=9523"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=9523"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=9523"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nin a bus shelter<\/p>\n
\nin full display<\/p>\n
\nof my worries.<\/p>\n
\nif he were as wild<\/p>\n
\na little bit of me<\/p>\n
\nThe Peacock inflated suddenly<\/p>\n
\nbecame an azure scourge<\/p>\n
\nbewildered at his bulk<\/p>\n
\nan amorous ferris wheel<\/p>\n
\nmewing a massy canticle<\/p>\n
\nas he scrys for the one<\/p>\n
\ninto a napalm of nepturious<\/p>\n
\nridiculously erect<\/p>\n
\nhis virtual harem.<\/p>\n
\nof a miracle<\/p>\n
\nleft of me<\/p>\n
\nafter his unexpected<\/p>\n
\nother things, I observed<\/p>\n
\nbroke through the clouds,<\/p>\n
\nhardly proud\u2014 we were<\/p>\n