{"id":332,"date":"2010-11-19T22:46:23","date_gmt":"2010-11-20T03:46:23","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/?p=332"},"modified":"2010-11-19T22:46:23","modified_gmt":"2010-11-20T03:46:23","slug":"august-kleinzahler-2-poems","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/2010\/332\/poems\/august-kleinzahler-2-poems\/","title":{"rendered":"August Kleinzahler &#8211; 2 poems"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>Goddess<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Well now, it really is you,<br \/>\nand after how many months?<br \/>\nI had ceased keeping track.<br \/>\nNo, not given up, never that.<br \/>\nI should die if that were true.<br \/>\nBut still &#8211; was it some affront?<br \/>\nYou&#8217;ve never been this cruel.<\/p>\n<p>Distracted? To be sure;<br \/>\neven you can&#8217;t begrudge me this:<br \/>\na father, friend, another friend.<br \/>\nDeath&#8217;s visits threatened never to end.<br \/>\nI know better than to implore,<br \/>\ncomplain, or like some schoolchild, wish.<br \/>\nUnvisited I do not live, I endure.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Portrait of My Mother in January<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Mother dozes in her chair,<br \/>\nawakes a while and reads her book,<br \/>\nthen dozes off again.<br \/>\nWind makes a rush at the house<br \/>\nand, like a tide, recedes. The trees are sear.<\/p>\n<p>Afternoons are the most difficult.<br \/>\nThey seem to have no end,<br \/>\nno end and no one there.<br \/>\nOutside the trees do their witchy dance.<br \/>\nMother grows smaller in her chair.<\/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>Goddess Well now, it really is you, and after how many months? I had ceased keeping track. No, not given up, never that. I should die if that were true. But still &#8211; was it some affront? You&#8217;ve never been this cruel. Distracted? To be sure; even you can&#8217;t begrudge me this: a father, friend, <a href='https:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/2010\/332\/poems\/august-kleinzahler-2-poems\/' 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-332","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":"https:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/332","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=332"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/332\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":333,"href":"https:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/332\/revisions\/333"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=332"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=332"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=332"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}