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ABOUT THE AUTHOR<\/strong> These are fragments from Roland Barthes\u2019 Fragments d\u2019un discours amoureux, selected and rearranged following semantic, visual, lyrical and abstract patterns, and then used to create new meaning. Follow the lines, or not.<\/p>\n New Poetry by Rosa Crepax<\/strong>.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":155,"featured_media":115719,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-115718","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.3ammagazine.com\/3am\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/115718","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.3ammagazine.com\/3am\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.3ammagazine.com\/3am\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.3ammagazine.com\/3am\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/155"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.3ammagazine.com\/3am\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=115718"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/www.3ammagazine.com\/3am\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/115718\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":115733,"href":"https:\/\/www.3ammagazine.com\/3am\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/115718\/revisions\/115733"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.3ammagazine.com\/3am\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/115719"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.3ammagazine.com\/3am\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=115718"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.3ammagazine.com\/3am\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=115718"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.3ammagazine.com\/3am\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=115718"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nOriginally from Milan, Rosa Crepax<\/strong> lives, writes and teaches in London. She has a PhD from Goldsmiths University and lectures in critical and cultural studies. Her poetry has been nominated for Best of Net, and appears or is forthcoming in Hobart, Spoon River Poetry Review, Ghost City Review, The Good Life Review, LEON Literary Review, 3:AM Magazine, The Harvard Advocate, Grain Magazine, Quarter After Eight, Harpur Palate and others. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"