{"id":88845,"date":"2021-06-26T10:34:17","date_gmt":"2021-06-26T14:34:17","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=88845"},"modified":"2021-07-23T00:34:31","modified_gmt":"2021-07-23T04:34:31","slug":"beach-beseech","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2021\/06\/beach-beseech\/","title":{"rendered":"Beach, beseech"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><em><strong>\u201cNo man is an island entire of itself;<br \/>\nevery man is a piece of the continent,<br \/>\na part of the main; if a clod be washed<br \/>\naway by the sea\u2026\u201d <\/strong><\/em><em><\/p>\n<p>The theologian John Donne<br \/>\nlong ago spoke<br \/>\nof man, isolation from others<br \/>\nwords<br \/>\ntaken to heart<br \/>\nby many<br \/>\nfor better or worse<\/p>\n<p>There is much theology in<br \/>\nbeing alone<br \/>\nbeing together<br \/>\nbeing<\/p>\n<p>Doctrine prevailing<br \/>\nhere I am<br \/>\nwhere are you<br \/>\nno one to<\/p>\n<p>play peek-a-boo<\/p>\n<p>\u2018No man is an island\u2019<br \/>\nin-and-of-itself is<br \/>\nsound dogma<\/p>\n<p>though<br \/>\nsomewhat lacking<br \/>\npunch<br \/>\na not-captivating<br \/>\ncatechism<br \/>\nliturgical clich\u00e9<\/p>\n<p>For as I do like my<br \/>\nrare moments of<\/p>\n<p>true solitude<br \/>\nage, time seems to<br \/>\nhave rendered me more<\/p>\n<p>isthmus than island<br \/>\nless Gilligan<br \/>\nmore Robinson Crusoe<br \/>\n(with better wardrobe,<br \/>\nno Friday)<\/p>\n<p>Noting as I sit here<\/p>\n<p>contemplative<br \/>\nthat there<br \/>\nis great<br \/>\ndifference in<br \/>\nexile versus expat<br \/>\nI am fine where I am at<\/p>\n<p>so long as I can<br \/>\never see<br \/>\nthe shore<\/p>\n<p><em><\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p><em>\u2013 Mark L. Lucker<\/p>\n<p>\u00a9 2021<\/p>\n<p>http:\/\/lrd.to\/sxh9jntSbd <\/em><\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p><\/em><strong><\/p><\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>\u201cNo man is an island entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main; if a clod be washed away by the sea\u2026\u201d The theologian John Donne long ago spoke of man, isolation from others words taken to&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":694,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,441],"tags":[4179,4161],"class_list":["post-88845","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem","category-poetry-prompt-responses","tag-2021hour2","tag-2021prompt2"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/88845","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\/694"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=88845"}],"version-history":[{"count":7,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/88845\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":104570,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/88845\/revisions\/104570"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=88845"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=88845"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=88845"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}