{"id":1987,"date":"2019-05-08T18:46:40","date_gmt":"2019-05-08T17:46:40","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/shaunbelcher.com\/writing\/?p=1987"},"modified":"2019-05-08T18:48:48","modified_gmt":"2019-05-08T17:48:48","slug":"two-new-poems","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/shaunbelcher.com\/writing\/?p=1987","title":{"rendered":"Two new poems"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p><strong>A Tiny Spider<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>A speck<br>crawling from under Acrimony<br>seen under the spotlight<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>A metaphor<br>for the last ten years<br>crawling down the hard shoulder<br><br>A tiny spider<br>picks its way through books<br>and is gone<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I stare at the rain<br>The stationary cars<br>The Middle of England<br><br>Wonder how she&#8217;s doing<br>What webs lay ahead<br>What sticky yarns<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>The Lost Decade<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Travelling on the Manx electric railway<br>In Fog<br>One minute coasting<br>Could see to Ireland<br>The next all blank like a page<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Then a screetch as foot on brake<br>Bad news from abroad<br>Then silence<br>Mist rolling seaward<br>Beginnings and endings<br>A horse on a cliff<br>Cold black sea<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The line ended<br>We sat silent<br>At a Victorian station<br>Overhead cables fizzing in the rain<br>Then a tired horse pulling <br>Us along the esplanade<br><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Ten years before dirt rained down<br>On your sister&#8217;s coffin<br>Even then I felt the cold wind blow<br>In from the Irish sea<br>Eating into our bones<br>Then into our souls<br>Until we could not find our way home<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>A Tiny Spider A speckcrawling from under Acrimonyseen under the spotlight A metaphorfor the last ten yearscrawling down the hard shoulder A tiny spiderpicks its way through booksand is gone I stare at the rainThe stationary carsThe Middle of England Wonder how she&#8217;s doingWhat webs lay aheadWhat sticky yarns The Lost Decade Travelling on the&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1987","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p6nhh-w3","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/shaunbelcher.com\/writing\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1987","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/shaunbelcher.com\/writing\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/shaunbelcher.com\/writing\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/shaunbelcher.com\/writing\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/shaunbelcher.com\/writing\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1987"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/shaunbelcher.com\/writing\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1987\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1989,"href":"https:\/\/shaunbelcher.com\/writing\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1987\/revisions\/1989"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/shaunbelcher.com\/writing\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1987"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/shaunbelcher.com\/writing\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1987"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/shaunbelcher.com\/writing\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1987"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}