{"id":4860,"date":"2017-09-30T10:39:11","date_gmt":"2017-09-30T10:39:11","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/glasfrynproject.org.uk\/w\/?p=4860"},"modified":"2017-10-09T10:30:50","modified_gmt":"2017-10-09T10:30:50","slug":"editorial-issue-10","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/glasfrynproject.org.uk\/w\/4860\/editorial-issue-10\/","title":{"rendered":"DOUG JONES: from &#8216;Posts&#8217;"},"content":{"rendered":"<div style=\"line-height: 0.2cm;\"><em>9\/12\/15<\/em>\u201cThrough the gap in passers-by could see wall animals<\/p>\n<p>tugging at the leads, but painted in profile their thoughts<\/p>\n<p>were a mystery. 2 men talked. One said \u2018once I realised a<\/p>\n<p>paradise wasn\u2019t possible, the next I no longer cared.\u2019 In his<\/p>\n<p>time had executed many of the cavalries on reality, he<\/p>\n<p>wanted everyone to know. Other held his hand, palm<\/p>\n<p>upward; an administrator. People closed over, with<\/p>\n<p>crooked arms\u201d<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><em>16\/12\/15<\/em><\/p>\n<p>\u201cJAK faces both ways \u2013 to world outside + down into the<\/p>\n<p>block, quiet there this Xmas, waits for train travelling<\/p>\n<p>almost unimaginably fast, who transcript a tall, 2-faced<\/p>\n<p>man that swings upon a handle.. ?life, or continued journey<\/p>\n<p>on the train, back to surface of the cell, making new peace<\/p>\n<p>+ war. To high transitional bow of song, revelry \u2013 written on<\/p>\n<p>a protein. Then underworld again, back again to STAT\u201d<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><em>23\/12\/15<\/em><\/p>\n<p>\u201cIf the littoral excites, or kills, we ask why \u2013 wrecked on<\/p>\n<p>island shore, lines of oilmen + flat coloured fish, barely<\/p>\n<p>functional \u2013 did have to end this way? One day humans<\/p>\n<p>unearth a beautiful girl in protean glass, who treat us as<\/p>\n<p>new forms \u2013 gives food, elegant room to sleep. Poor<\/p>\n<p>Crusoe only had an island, we add the sun! But function<\/p>\n<p>of her salinity, led to horrors, all of us, is out \u2013 host all its tide\u201d<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><em>30\/12\/15<\/em><\/p>\n<p>\u201cPerhaps it might not be possible to get him to come home,<\/p>\n<p>at all to his gymnasium where everyone you\u2019ve ever met or<\/p>\n<p>known does work, + makes themselves longer, like they<\/p>\n<p>were a foreign co. Roll up edifying machines, strange sea<\/p>\n<p>apparatus, tapestry \u2013 there\u2019s nothing there \u2013 apart from the<\/p>\n<p>phrase of a body in peace. Why get back to that, like fish \u2013<\/p>\n<p>To illuminate, then read, in determination\u201d<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><em>7\/1\/16<\/em><\/p>\n<p>\u201cSma, greatest milk on earth, rich fats best for babies\u2019 teeth,<\/p>\n<p>hands \u2013 she\u2019ll soon be grown, talking on thru a thin wood<\/p>\n<p>door; saying \u2018was an amateur, but now in sales, my back\u2019s<\/p>\n<p>robust, I cycle here.\u2019 have the most beautiful strong dark<\/p>\n<p>eyes, keep well mostly, but is a fathomlessness in my<\/p>\n<p>chest \u2013 with no end.\u2019 \u2018?What was the name of the milk, that<\/p>\n<p>allowed me to rise up &#8211; + so destroy my sense?\u2019<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><em>14\/1\/16<\/em><\/p>\n<p>\u201c1<sup>st<\/sup> thing \u2013 no radio on, it\u2019s dark \u2013 my bones knit, together<\/p>\n<p>new bloods design in red, sinews quiet share, I cover. This<\/p>\n<p>the young age. I collect my personality + memories torn to<\/p>\n<p>pieces by sleep, join in mother, morning, passionate about<\/p>\n<p>time + the face\/Someone outside heard \u2013 broke in shouts,<\/p>\n<p>cries indistinct \u2013 O princess. I whisper mechanically,<\/p>\n<p>advantage is so abrupt\u201d<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><em>20\/1\/16<\/em><\/p>\n<p>\u201cMan walks into a room, of course this is no room \u2013 it\u2019s the<\/p>\n<p>library, the world \u2013 but you\u2019re wearied in it. Paintings,<\/p>\n<p>clinical cases full of people getting out of great baths \u2013 just<\/p>\n<p>art as Rembrandt said. Each 1 soaped in data, history, set<\/p>\n<p>as amnion. + yr fat naked body climb on scanning<\/p>\n<p>machine, good for soft tissue + context. Venus, the sea<\/p>\n<p>water greviously replaced me \u2013 me! With the upregulating<\/p>\n<p>hand!\u201d<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><em>27\/1\/16<\/em><\/p>\n<p>\u201cIlluminated spontaneously, + together \u2013 an infant observes<\/p>\n<p>me. On the ward, quite calm, forking his usual, spirit train<\/p>\n<p>in the light. Which one am I? Hadn\u2019t realised the<\/p>\n<p>significance, how this kid would vindicate this, obvious<\/p>\n<p>inflammation, sat there, quiet. I + him, who knows.<\/p>\n<p>Composed of an essential whiteness. As overzealous, ill at<\/p>\n<p>ease, I met him. Intelligible. Near lit his face \u2013 different to<\/p>\n<p>heaven\u201d<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><em>3\/2\/16<\/em><\/p>\n<p>\u201cHenry harmless, posthumous guy. When 1<sup>st<\/sup> met was<\/p>\n<p>young, built like a house, busy in the street, a dancer. To<\/p>\n<p>describe him now, where would be the end? Last he was<\/p>\n<p>off, dissatisfied. No help, he said. I may be splendid, but<\/p>\n<p>I\u2019m out of time \u2013 a renting drifting cloud. Questions, not<\/p>\n<p>physicality were the ruin of him. Wife stayed on, skilled in<\/p>\n<p>art of falconry, archer. At the butts, never the weaker\u201d<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Note: JAK\/STAT is a key entry protein sequence for many cellular reactions, SMA is a degenerative neurological condition.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #ff6600;\">Doug Jones was born in Romford and initially studied English at Warwick, he then completed an MPhil on the poet Bill Griffiths. While doing his MPhil he fell in with Bob Cobbing\u2019s Writers Forum group \u2013 which was a huge influence. After college, he worked as a nurse in east London for many years and then as a doctor in Norfolk. He is married with 2 children and is currently working as a GP in Yarmouth. He has published two poetry books with Veer. Work has also appeared in\u00a0<em>datableed, VLAK<\/em><em>\u00a0<\/em>and<em>\u00a0<\/em><em>Zone\u00a0<\/em>\u00a0\u2013 as well as a few other places.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>9\/12\/15\u201cThrough the gap in passers-by could see wall animals tugging at the leads, but painted in profile their thoughts were a mystery. 2 men talked. One said \u2018once I realised a paradise wasn\u2019t possible, the next I no longer cared.\u2019 In his time had executed many of the cavalries on reality, he wanted everyone to [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":4833,"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,"footnotes":"","_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false},"categories":[45,12],"tags":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/glasfrynproject.org.uk\/w\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/09\/pen-for-10h.jpg","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p42xiC-1go","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/glasfrynproject.org.uk\/w\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4860"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/glasfrynproject.org.uk\/w\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/glasfrynproject.org.uk\/w\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/glasfrynproject.org.uk\/w\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/glasfrynproject.org.uk\/w\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=4860"}],"version-history":[{"count":29,"href":"https:\/\/glasfrynproject.org.uk\/w\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4860\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":5015,"href":"https:\/\/glasfrynproject.org.uk\/w\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4860\/revisions\/5015"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/glasfrynproject.org.uk\/w\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/4833"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/glasfrynproject.org.uk\/w\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=4860"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/glasfrynproject.org.uk\/w\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=4860"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/glasfrynproject.org.uk\/w\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=4860"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}