{"id":2222,"date":"2021-07-16T08:49:38","date_gmt":"2021-07-16T07:49:38","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/shaunbelcher.com\/writing\/?p=2222"},"modified":"2023-11-12T13:26:10","modified_gmt":"2023-11-12T13:26:10","slug":"my-back-pages-hawker-siddley-argosy","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/shaunbelcher.com\/writing\/?p=2222","title":{"rendered":"Hawker Siddley Argosy: My Back Pages"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-large\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"377\" height=\"520\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/shaunbelcher.com\/writing\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/07\/argosybw.jpg?resize=377%2C520&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-2223\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/shaunbelcher.com\/writing\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/07\/argosybw.jpg?w=377&amp;ssl=1 377w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/shaunbelcher.com\/writing\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/07\/argosybw.jpg?resize=218%2C300&amp;ssl=1 218w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 377px) 100vw, 377px\" \/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><strong>HAWKER SIDDLEY ARGOSY<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Improbable squares, steel-framed frogs<br>hopping from aerodrome to aerodrome<br>through an emulsion sky, wool clouds.<br>You could hear them from miles away<br>before they&#8217;d flash over the barn<br>and into my wide open six-year old eyes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Other times they dissolved through<br>the outhouse plastic corrugated roof<br>into distorted birds that rattled<br>like boxes as they headed south<br>travelling so low and slow<br>as if weighted down by air.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Sometimes two would appear together<br>flickering through the tall roses<br>as I clung to the wooden fence<br>head hung back, off balance.<br>l tried to read the letters and numbers<br>painted on the dull grey fuselage.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I imagined them picking up our house.<br>Slotting the wooden walls, corrugated<br>plastic, roof slates and felt, windows,<br>my mother washing clothes in clouds of steam,<br>even our spaniel and me<br>and spinning us all into whiteness.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">From Landmine: Poems 1992-1996<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Read more here: <a href=\"https:\/\/shaunbelcher.com\/writing\/?cat=103\">LANDMINE<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-large is-resized\"><a href=\"https:\/\/shaunbelcher.com\/writing\/?cat=103\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/shaunbelcher.com\/writing\/wp-content\/uploads\/2007\/08\/landm.jpg?resize=390%2C110&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-132\" width=\"390\" height=\"110\"\/><\/a><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-small-font-size wp-block-paragraph\">My first six years I lived in a wooden clapboard house on top of a hill near Wittenham Clumps. We were under the flight-path of Benson aerodrome which is why these aircraft had a profound affect on me.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>HAWKER SIDDLEY ARGOSY Improbable squares, steel-framed frogshopping from aerodrome to aerodromethrough an emulsion sky, wool clouds.You could hear them from miles awaybefore they&#8217;d flash over the barnand into my wide open six-year old eyes. Other times they dissolved throughthe outhouse plastic corrugated roofinto distorted birds that rattledlike boxes as they headed southtravelling so low and&#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_feature_clip_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[103,100,34,33,91],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2222","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-landmine","category-my-back-pages","category-poem-a-day","category-poetry","category-working-class-poetry"],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p6nhh-zQ","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/shaunbelcher.com\/writing\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2222","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=2222"}],"version-history":[{"count":7,"href":"https:\/\/shaunbelcher.com\/writing\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2222\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2947,"href":"https:\/\/shaunbelcher.com\/writing\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2222\/revisions\/2947"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/shaunbelcher.com\/writing\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=2222"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/shaunbelcher.com\/writing\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=2222"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/shaunbelcher.com\/writing\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=2222"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}