{"id":1560,"date":"2018-11-11T11:11:55","date_gmt":"2018-11-11T16:11:55","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/?p=1560"},"modified":"2017-12-27T10:45:32","modified_gmt":"2017-12-27T15:45:32","slug":"robert-graves-the-cool-web","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/2018\/1560\/poems\/robert-graves-the-cool-web\/","title":{"rendered":"Robert Graves: The Cool Web"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Children are dumb to say how hot the day is,<br \/>\nHow hot the scent is of the summer rose,<br \/>\nHow dreadful the black wastes of evening sky,<br \/>\nHow dreadful the tall soldiers drumming by.<\/p>\n<p>But we have speech, to chill the angry day,<br \/>\nAnd speech, to dull the rose\u2019s cruel scent.<br \/>\nWe spell away the overhanging night,<br \/>\nWe spell away the soldiers and the fright.<\/p>\n<p>There\u2019s a cool web of language winds us in,<br \/>\nRetreat from too much joy or too much fear:<br \/>\nWe grow sea-green at last and coldly die<br \/>\nIn brininess and volubility.<\/p>\n<p>But if we let our tongues lose self-possession,<br \/>\nThrowing off language and its watery clasp<br \/>\nBefore our death, instead of when death comes,<br \/>\nFacing the wide glare of the children\u2019s day,<br \/>\nFacing the rose, the dark sky and the drums,<br \/>\nWe shall go mad no doubt and die that way.<\/p>\n<!-- AddThis Advanced Settings generic via filter on the_content --><!-- AddThis Share Buttons generic via filter on the_content -->","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Children are dumb to say how hot the day is, How hot the scent is of the summer rose, How dreadful the black wastes of evening sky, How dreadful the tall soldiers drumming by. But we have speech, to chill the angry day, And speech, to dull the rose\u2019s cruel scent. We spell away the <a href='http:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/2018\/1560\/poems\/robert-graves-the-cool-web\/' class='excerpt-more'>[&#8230;]<\/a><!-- AddThis Advanced Settings generic via filter on get_the_excerpt --><!-- AddThis Share Buttons generic via filter on get_the_excerpt --><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[4],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1560","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poems","category-4-id","post-seq-1","post-parity-odd","meta-position-corners","fix"],"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1560","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1560"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"http:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1560\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1561,"href":"http:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1560\/revisions\/1561"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1560"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1560"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1560"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}