{"id":1812,"date":"2011-10-17T09:33:24","date_gmt":"2011-10-17T08:33:24","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/nanavati.eu\/weblog\/?p=1812"},"modified":"2011-10-17T09:33:24","modified_gmt":"2011-10-17T08:33:24","slug":"shanne-sands-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/daniel.footstepsbooks.com\/index.php\/2011\/10\/17\/shanne-sands-2\/","title":{"rendered":"Shanne Sands"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Sheila Fell<br \/>\n(On hearing of the death Of Cumbrian painter &#8211; Sheila Fell)<\/p>\n<p>I remember you, Sheila Fell,<br \/>\nI remember your small Belsize Park<br \/>\nBedsit; stinking of oils &#8211;<br \/>\nYour cats dinner stinking too &#8211;<br \/>\nAnd your black cat as thin as you!<\/p>\n<p>I remember your lover Irish Clifford &#8211;<br \/>\nAnd all of us standing in no.38<br \/>\nGlenlock Road\u2019s hall, talking &#8211;<\/p>\n<p>I remember lying next to Alan,<br \/>\nAs we in silence listened to music<br \/>\nOn the \u2018third\u2019, we artists of youth.<\/p>\n<p>I remember how you couldn\u2019t kill<br \/>\nA moth, even if it ate thro\u2019 the<br \/>\nFew clothes you had &#8211;<br \/>\nAnd how you wanted my \u2018gift\u2019<br \/>\nAnd I \u2018yours<br \/>\nUsed to be poet and I to paint &#8211;<\/p>\n<p>Now you are dead; could we<br \/>\nExchange that gift too &#8211; I would<br \/>\nEnter into your enchantment<br \/>\nAnd you take my poverty &#8211;<br \/>\nThe stranger to you &#8211;<\/p>\n<p>I remember your gazelle &#8211;<br \/>\nBrown-eyes and tonight<br \/>\nAt your demise<br \/>\nMy hazel-eyes<br \/>\nWeep.<br \/>\nSheila Fell is dead &#8211;<br \/>\nAnd I, who still survive,<br \/>\nHear somewhere in my head<br \/>\nThe ghost-voices of thirty years ago &#8211;<br \/>\nCalling, clear and sweet<br \/>\nAs poet to painter<br \/>\nGives a tear.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Sheila Fell (On hearing of the death Of Cumbrian painter &#8211; Sheila Fell) I remember you, Sheila Fell, I remember your small Belsize Park Bedsit; stinking of oils &#8211; Your cats dinner stinking too &#8211; And your black cat as thin as you! I remember your lover Irish Clifford &#8211; And all of us standing&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[4],"tags":[650,651],"class_list":["post-1812","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-daily","tag-shanne-sands","tag-sheila-fell"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/daniel.footstepsbooks.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1812","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/daniel.footstepsbooks.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/daniel.footstepsbooks.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/daniel.footstepsbooks.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/daniel.footstepsbooks.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1812"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/daniel.footstepsbooks.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1812\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/daniel.footstepsbooks.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1812"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/daniel.footstepsbooks.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1812"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/daniel.footstepsbooks.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1812"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}