As the ancient stories tell us, invisible
\nto mortal men, beauty dwells among
\nthe high-capped rocks near a wind gap
\narduous to climb. And you must almost
\nwear your heart out in the struggle
\nrequired to attain its height.<\/p>\n
On Poetry<\/strong><\/p>\n Like the bee, she consorts with flowers On Poetry and Painting<\/strong><\/p>\n The word is the image of the thing.<\/p>\n Poetry is painting that speaks. translated by Sherod Santos in Greek Lyric Poetry<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" As the ancient stories tell us, invisible to mortal men, beauty dwells among the high-capped rocks near a wind gap arduous to climb. And you must almost wear your heart out in the struggle required to attain its height. On Poetry Like the bee, she consorts with flowers to concoct her dream of a scented, […]<\/a><\/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":[15],"class_list":["post-443","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poems","tag-classics","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\/443","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=443"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/443\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":444,"href":"https:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/443\/revisions\/444"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=443"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=443"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=443"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nto concoct her dream
\nof a scented, pollen-yellow honey.<\/p>\n
\nPainting is poetry that’s silent.<\/p>\n