{"id":37949,"date":"2017-08-05T19:36:19","date_gmt":"2017-08-05T23:36:19","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=37949"},"modified":"2017-08-05T19:36:19","modified_gmt":"2017-08-05T23:36:19","slug":"11-golden-shovel-from-a-line-from-the-palace-of-justice-sophocles-antigone","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2017\/08\/11-golden-shovel-from-a-line-from-the-palace-of-justice-sophocles-antigone\/","title":{"rendered":"11&#8211;golden shovel from a line from the &#8220;Palace of Justice&#8221; &#8212; Sophocles&#8217; Antigone"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Love, loss and grammar<\/p>\n<p>[Golden shovel from &#8220;I owe a\u00a0longer allegiance to the dead than to the living: in that world I shall\u00a0abide for ever&#8221; Sophocles]<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Not \u201chi it\u2019s me\u201d but \u201cthis is she,\u201d as I<\/p>\n<p>Was told by my mother to whom I owe<\/p>\n<p>My uptown grammar, my pedantic brio, a<\/p>\n<p>Punctiliousness in speech that, the longer<\/p>\n<p>I stay around, the lamer it grows. I pledge allegiance<\/p>\n<p>To sounding smart, to showing you I know to<\/p>\n<p>To make a subjunctive case when needed, peppered with the<\/p>\n<p>Interjections of a foul-mouthed sailor, or really of my dead<\/p>\n<p>Father who cared less for grammar than<\/p>\n<p>For words, bad words and funny words in funny voices to<\/p>\n<p>Make us laugh. Malarkey!, he\u2019d say, and o the<\/p>\n<p>Delight. How words breed life, repeat first loves, fill the living:<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Hi, it\u2019s me. In each word my connections, every one, in<\/p>\n<p>The history of its use before it was mine and that<\/p>\n<p>Tale of what it\u2019s brought to our Wednesday world<\/p>\n<p>You will never know my malarkey and I<\/p>\n<p>Won\u2019t fathom yours, but tonight we shall<\/p>\n<p>Put away dictionaries and tell the stories and abide<\/p>\n<p>In translation for ever<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Love, loss and grammar [Golden shovel from &#8220;I owe a\u00a0longer allegiance to the dead than to the living: in that world I shall\u00a0abide for ever&#8221; Sophocles] &nbsp; Not \u201chi it\u2019s me\u201d but \u201cthis is she,\u201d as I Was told by my mother to whom I&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1037,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-37949","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/37949","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\/1037"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=37949"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/37949\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":38011,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/37949\/revisions\/38011"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=37949"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=37949"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=37949"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}