{"id":121635,"date":"2022-06-26T06:52:57","date_gmt":"2022-06-26T10:52:57","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/?p=121635"},"modified":"2022-06-26T06:52:57","modified_gmt":"2022-06-26T10:52:57","slug":"hour-twenty-two-eagle-eye-treasures","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2022\/06\/hour-twenty-two-eagle-eye-treasures\/","title":{"rendered":"HOUR TWENTY-TWO ~ Eagle-Eye Treasures"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><b>EAGLE-EYE TREASURES<\/b><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u201cLook up,\u201d you say, \u201cthere is water on both sides of the road.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>and there is- an expanse of glimmering blue- I\u2019m lost in it<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u201cLook,\u201d you say another time, \u201cMoss on rocks. Frozen streams.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>and these are a few tender handfuls of my favorite things.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Tenderness like the way you pick mullberries<\/p>\n<p>the way you hand them to me in my white dress<\/p>\n<p>our fingers stained purple with sweet satiation<\/p>\n<p>drifting out of time and back to our innocence<\/p>\n<p>if only for a treasured twilight moment<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Tenderness like the way you catch fireflies<\/p>\n<p>cupped in your palms and give them to me<\/p>\n<p>because I\u2019ve always been too awestruck<\/p>\n<p>and fretful of accidental firefly injury<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>and I could go on, too, all these small gentle ways<\/p>\n<p>you give love to the whole universe from the center of yourself<\/p>\n<p>like the way you prepare a meal, and also<\/p>\n<p>the way you know when your friends are hungry<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Tenderness like those words you never heard<\/p>\n<p>like the words you still worry to feel and stumble to say,<\/p>\n<p>and glitch to hear but still not in a good way<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>so we have three taps instead and sometimes two more<\/p>\n<p>because these things are armfuls of love already by themselves<\/p>\n<p>moments without the need for a single superfluous word<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>EAGLE-EYE TREASURES &nbsp; \u201cLook up,\u201d you say, \u201cthere is water on both sides of the road.\u201d and there is- an expanse of glimmering blue- I\u2019m lost in it &nbsp; \u201cLook,\u201d you say another time, \u201cMoss on rocks. Frozen streams.\u201d and these are a few tender&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1491,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-121635","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/121635","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1491"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=121635"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/121635\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":121637,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/121635\/revisions\/121637"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=121635"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=121635"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=121635"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}