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The Shoemaker Writes at his Window<\/strong><\/p>\n Today I write to tell you I saw Sarah again I took her calfskin shoe and placed a warm, Then, as now, she is moved to speak of the patterns, She laughed and mentioned that when six, Karsula, so she learned not to cry out loud when running clean fresh water and a simple soup, hers, herrings, We kissed cheeks and said, ‘Let’s meet again’ a pair of weekend monuments for bored picnics <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n John Alwyine-Mosely<\/strong> is a poet from Bristol, England who is new to published poetry. Recent work has also appeared in Stare’s Nest, York Mix, Clear Poetry, Nutshells and Nuggets.\u00a0Three\u00a0drops from a\u00a0cauldron,\u00a0Street Cake, Screech Owl, The\u00a0Ground, Aphelion, Uneven Floor,The Lake, Morphrog<\/em>\u00a0and Yellow Chair Review.<\/em> Website: https:\/\/publishedpoems.wordpress.com<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" The Shoemaker Writes at his Window Today I write to tell you I saw Sarah again her neck curved, each move of ballet grace I took her calfskin shoe and placed a warm, innocent foot on plain paper to trace Then, as now, she is moved to speak of the patterns, and […]<\/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-9609","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9609","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=9609"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9609\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":9613,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9609\/revisions\/9613"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=9609"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=9609"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=9609"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nher neck curved, each move of ballet grace<\/p>\n
\ninnocent foot on plain paper to trace<\/p>\n
\nand shapes of signs that make us die or live<\/p>\n
\nthe cow chased her down the neighbours field<\/p>\n
\nWe smiled and told stories of weddings – mine<\/p>\n
\napples, and a plain sponge cake<\/p>\n
\nfor we have become scratchy voices on tapes<\/p>\n
\nwhile out of sight, the shoes stack again<\/p>\n