{"id":113,"date":"2019-07-25T13:30:00","date_gmt":"2019-07-25T13:30:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/2019\/07\/25\/a-poem-for-thursday-42\/"},"modified":"2020-10-26T21:14:53","modified_gmt":"2020-10-26T21:14:53","slug":"a-poem-for-thursday-42","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/2019\/07\/25\/a-poem-for-thursday-42\/","title":{"rendered":"A Poem for a Thursday #42"},"content":{"rendered":"\n\n\n\n
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John Masefield was a British poet and the poet laureate of the U.K. from 1930-1967. He also wrote some novels of adventure, autobiographical works, and novels for children. As a young man, he was apprenticed on a sailing ship and one of his best-known poems brings that to mind.<\/p>\n

I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,<\/i>
\nAnd all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by,<\/i>
\nAnd the wheels kick and the wind’s song and the white sail’s shaking,<\/i>
\nAnd a grey mist on the sea’s face, and a grey dawn breaking.<\/i>
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\nI must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide<\/i>
\nIs a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;<\/i>
\nAnd all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,<\/i>
\nAnd the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.<\/i>
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\nI must go down to the seas again to the vagrant gypsy life,<\/i>
\nTo the gull’s way and the whale’s way, where the wind’s like a whetted knife;<\/i>
\nAnd all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover,<\/i>
\nAnd quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick’s over.<\/i>
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\nSea Fever<\/i>
\nJohn Masefield<\/p>\n

Here is Reese’s selection at Typings.<\/a>
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Photo by\u00a0Jamie Morrison\u00a0on\u00a0Unsplash John Masefield was a British poet and the poet laureate of the U.K. from 1930-1967. He also wrote some novels of adventure, autobiographical works, and novels for children. As a young man, he was apprenticed on a sailing ship and one of his best-known poems brings that to mind. I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky, And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by, And the wheels kick and the wind’s song and the white sail’s shaking, And a grey mist on the sea’s face, and a grey dawn breaking. I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied; And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying, And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying. I must go down to the seas again to the vagrant gypsy life, To the gull’s way and the whale’s way, where the wind’s like a whetted knife; And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover, And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick’s over. Sea Fever John Masefield Here is Reese’s selection at Typings.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":1667,"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,"_uf_show_specific_survey":0,"_uf_disable_surveys":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[2],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-113","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-poem-for-a-thursday"],"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/113","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=113"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/113\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2574,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/113\/revisions\/2574"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/1667"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=113"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=113"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=113"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}