{"id":2253,"date":"2021-10-25T10:33:28","date_gmt":"2021-10-25T09:33:28","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/shaunbelcher.com\/writing\/?p=2253"},"modified":"2023-11-12T11:37:20","modified_gmt":"2023-11-12T11:37:20","slug":"substitute-loops","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/shaunbelcher.com\/writing\/?p=2253","title":{"rendered":"Loops: Thames Valley Texas"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-full\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"640\" height=\"441\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/shaunbelcher.com\/writing\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/10\/web.jpg?resize=640%2C441&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-2254\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/shaunbelcher.com\/writing\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/10\/web.jpg?w=2000&amp;ssl=1 2000w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/shaunbelcher.com\/writing\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/10\/web.jpg?resize=300%2C207&amp;ssl=1 300w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/shaunbelcher.com\/writing\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/10\/web.jpg?resize=768%2C529&amp;ssl=1 768w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/shaunbelcher.com\/writing\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/10\/web.jpg?resize=1536%2C1058&amp;ssl=1 1536w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/shaunbelcher.com\/writing\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/10\/web.jpg?resize=676%2C465&amp;ssl=1 676w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/shaunbelcher.com\/writing\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/10\/web.jpg?w=1280&amp;ssl=1 1280w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/shaunbelcher.com\/writing\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/10\/web.jpg?w=1920&amp;ssl=1 1920w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 640px) 100vw, 640px\" \/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-large-font-size wp-block-paragraph\">L<strong>oops<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Sparkling green walls covered in frosted webs<br>A thousand hedges grid-locked our estate at dawn<br>October school-runs on foot, lawns damp with dew<br>We&#8217;d strip privet sticks and collect them in loops<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">One web on top of another until a sticky shivering<br>Vibrated in our hands, dew running down stalk to palm.<br>We knew nothing then, spun our own stories as we traipsed<br>Slowly toward a school playground fuzzy with chalk<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Circles on walls, boards, exercise books and balls<br>Punctured and hiding below those spun nets<br>The exhaled breaths of football careers not yet dead<br>We curved balls endlessly at bare walls<br><br>They came back every time,thuds ricocheting<br>Against the garage walls our only release<br>Drum n Bass lives before we knew the words<br>Stamping out glam rock tunes in our heads<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Now the lawns and hedges torn up turned to gravel<br>Commuter belt rentals cars packed in like terraces<br>Nothing breathing just dead ground that floods easily<br>The earth covered and the dreams we had floating away<br><br>Over the hedges, nets, lawns like vapour trails<br>Heading west to unknown futures no longer there.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><br>A new boy in my old bedroom repeats an overhead kick<br>On a digital platform. <br>Dreams of escape as a ball lands in a net.<br>Cannot hear the milk train on the loop.<br><br>Ignores far sirens and sticky hands cradling the dead.<br><\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-full is-style-rounded\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"640\" height=\"480\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/shaunbelcher.com\/writing\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/10\/loops.jpg?resize=640%2C480&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-2257\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/shaunbelcher.com\/writing\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/10\/loops.jpg?w=1440&amp;ssl=1 1440w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/shaunbelcher.com\/writing\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/10\/loops.jpg?resize=300%2C225&amp;ssl=1 300w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/shaunbelcher.com\/writing\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/10\/loops.jpg?resize=768%2C576&amp;ssl=1 768w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/shaunbelcher.com\/writing\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/10\/loops.jpg?resize=676%2C507&amp;ssl=1 676w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/shaunbelcher.com\/writing\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/10\/loops.jpg?w=1280&amp;ssl=1 1280w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 640px) 100vw, 640px\" \/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">The Loop: <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">The London &#8211;  Oxford railway line bypasses my hometown of Didcot on a single track known as &#8216;The Loop&#8217; to thirteen year old trainspotters&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Loops Sparkling green walls covered in frosted websA thousand hedges grid-locked our estate at dawnOctober school-runs on foot, lawns damp with dewWe&#8217;d strip privet sticks and collect them in loops One web on top of another until a sticky shiveringVibrated in our hands, dew running down stalk to palm.We knew nothing then, spun our own&#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":true},"categories":[33,106,91],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2253","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry","category-new-poems","category-working-class-poetry"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p6nhh-Al","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/shaunbelcher.com\/writing\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2253","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=2253"}],"version-history":[{"count":6,"href":"https:\/\/shaunbelcher.com\/writing\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2253\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2899,"href":"https:\/\/shaunbelcher.com\/writing\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2253\/revisions\/2899"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/shaunbelcher.com\/writing\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=2253"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/shaunbelcher.com\/writing\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=2253"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/shaunbelcher.com\/writing\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=2253"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}