{"id":6247,"date":"2014-08-08T10:46:04","date_gmt":"2014-08-08T10:46:04","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.pennedinthemargins.co.uk\/?p=6247"},"modified":"2015-01-13T14:33:59","modified_gmt":"2015-01-13T14:33:59","slug":"the-shipwrecked-house-12","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.pennedinthemargins.co.uk\/index.php\/2014\/08\/the-shipwrecked-house-12\/","title":{"rendered":"The Shipwrecked House"},"content":{"rendered":"

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The Shipwrecked House is a tale of houses spliced with the sinews and dreams of its inhabitants … Tr\u00e9vien is completely in control of, almost literally, every molecule in the atmosphere<\/p>\n

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Outside, a storm is raging. Inside, a darkened room preserves the fragments of a past underneath dust sheets. Sea-shells, voices, yellowing postcards: the flotsam and jetsam of a childhood spent beach-combing on the coast of Brittany. Stories emerge: of treasure found in tidal ponds, and women metamorphosing into serpents. But beneath the floorboards, the creaking groans of whales warn of unsettled futures.<\/p>\n

In a sparkling one-woman performance that blends poetry with theatre, Anglo-Breton poet Claire Tr\u00e9vien navigates a shifting maritime landscape. Memory and myth from the Celtic fringe are transformed by her surreal, playful poetry – critically acclaimed, and longlisted for the 2013 Guardian First Book Award. In her stage debut, Trevien evokes the sounds, sights and rich scents of the sea. But beneath the surface, a violent undercurrent stirs. What will she discover in the sodden debris? Will the storm break in?<\/p>\n

Read a five-star review of The Shipwrecked House at Rich Mix, London<\/a>
\nRead a review of The Shipwrecked House at Ledbury Poetry Festival<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

The Shipwrecked House is a tale of houses spliced with the sinews and dreams of its inhabitants … Tr\u00e9vien is completely in control of, almost literally, every molecule in the atmosphere ????? Exeunt Magazine Outside, a storm is raging. Inside, a darkened room preserves the fragments of a past underneath dust sheets. Sea-shells, voices, yellowing […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":10,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[6],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pennedinthemargins.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6247"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pennedinthemargins.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pennedinthemargins.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pennedinthemargins.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/10"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pennedinthemargins.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=6247"}],"version-history":[{"count":8,"href":"https:\/\/www.pennedinthemargins.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6247\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":6251,"href":"https:\/\/www.pennedinthemargins.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6247\/revisions\/6251"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pennedinthemargins.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=6247"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pennedinthemargins.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=6247"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pennedinthemargins.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=6247"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}