{"id":3327,"date":"2021-05-20T10:32:17","date_gmt":"2021-05-20T14:32:17","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/?p=3327"},"modified":"2021-05-20T10:32:19","modified_gmt":"2021-05-20T14:32:19","slug":"a-poem-for-a-thursday-130","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/2021\/05\/20\/a-poem-for-a-thursday-130\/","title":{"rendered":"A Poem for a Thursday #130"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<div class=\"wp-block-image\"><figure class=\"aligncenter size-large\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/05\/justin-ha-9YBxb9mTIRw-unsplash-683x1024.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-3328\"\/><figcaption>Photo by <a href=\"https:\/\/unsplash.com\/@mekanizm?utm_source=unsplash&amp;utm_medium=referral&amp;utm_content=creditCopyText\">Justin Ha<\/a> on <a href=\"https:\/\/unsplash.com\/s\/photos\/magnolia-tree?utm_source=unsplash&amp;utm_medium=referral&amp;utm_content=creditCopyText\">Unsplash<\/a><\/figcaption><\/figure><\/div>\n\n\n\n<div style=\"height:50px\" aria-hidden=\"true\" class=\"wp-block-spacer\"><\/div>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I wasn&#8217;t able to find much information about Marina Hope Wilson other than that she has published poems in a few publications, including the <em>Massachusetts Review, <\/em>and she lives in San Francisco where she works as a speech pathologist. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<div style=\"height:50px\" aria-hidden=\"true\" class=\"wp-block-spacer\"><\/div>\n\n\n\n<pre class=\"wp-block-verse\">If you should be so moved,\nput the ring back in its box.\nInstead, bring me a magnolia.\nNot a flower, but a tree.\nI have a weakness for what grows.\n\nGoes quiet, then blooms. Fades\nto return. She is full of surprises.\nYou think she's only pretty,\nan astonishment of petals,\nbut she's a tough old bitch--\na fossil, a sailor, mated to a beetle.\nShe comes back.\n\nCast aside the ornamentation\n--the idea of the idea of.\nAnd bring me that tree.\n After so much seeing,\n nothing could please me more. \n\nBefore Bees\nMarina Hope Wilson\n<\/pre>\n\n\n\n<div style=\"height:50px\" aria-hidden=\"true\" class=\"wp-block-spacer\"><\/div>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><a href=\"https:\/\/bronasbooks.com\/2021\/05\/20\/to-autumn-john-keats\/\">Brona<\/a> has shared a Keats poem today. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I wasn&#8217;t able to find much information about Marina Hope Wilson other than that she has published poems in a few publications, including the Massachusetts Review, and she lives in San Francisco where she works as a speech pathologist. If you should be so moved, put the ring back in its box. Instead, bring me a magnolia. Not a flower, but a tree. I have a weakness for what grows. Goes quiet, then blooms. Fades to return. She is full of surprises. You think she&#8217;s only pretty, an astonishment of petals, but she&#8217;s a tough old bitch&#8211; a fossil, a sailor, mated to a beetle. She comes back. Cast aside the ornamentation &#8211;the idea of the idea of. And bring me that tree. After so much seeing, nothing could please me more. Before Bees Marina Hope Wilson Brona has shared a Keats poem today.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":3328,"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-3327","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\/3327","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=3327"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3327\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3330,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3327\/revisions\/3330"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/3328"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3327"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3327"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3327"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}