{"id":4323,"date":"2023-05-25T09:30:25","date_gmt":"2023-05-25T13:30:25","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/?p=4323"},"modified":"2023-05-25T09:30:27","modified_gmt":"2023-05-25T13:30:27","slug":"a-poem-for-a-thursday-226","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/2023\/05\/25\/a-poem-for-a-thursday-226\/","title":{"rendered":"A Poem for a Thursday #226"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Over the last few years, I have discovered so many poets that sometimes I find myself discovering them all over again. I fall in love with a poem, feature it, and then move on. Eventually, I find myself loving another poem by the same writer and it is only when I double-check before posting that I realize I have featured that poet before. This is exactly what happened with Tom Hennen. You can read my previous post about him here. <\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n

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There are no creatures you cannot love.\nA frog calling at God\nFrom the moon-filled ditch\nAs you stand on the country road in the June night.\n\nThe sound is enough to make the stars weep\nWith happiness.\nIn the morning the landscape green\nIs lifted off the ground by the scent of grass.\n\nThe day is carried across its hours\nWithout any effort by the shining insects\nThat are living their secret lives.\n\nThe space between the prairie horizons\nMakes us ache with its beauty.\n\nCottonwood leaves click in an ancient tongue\nTo the farthest cold dark in the universe.\nThe cottonwood also talks to you\nOf breeze and speckled sunlight.\n\nYou are at home in these\ngreat empty places\nalong with red-wing blackbirds and sloughs.\n\nYou are comfortable in this spot\nso full of grace and being\nthat it sparkles like jewels\nspilled on water.\n\nFrom a Country Overlooked \nTom Hennen<\/pre>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Over the last few years, I have discovered so many poets that sometimes I find myself discovering them all over again. I fall in love with a poem, feature it, and then move on. Eventually, I find myself loving another poem by the same writer and it is only when I double-check before posting that I realize I have featured that poet before. This is exactly what happened with Tom Hennen. You can read my previous post about him here. There are no creatures you cannot love. A frog calling at God From the moon-filled ditch As you stand on the country road in the June night. The sound is enough to make the stars weep With happiness. In the morning the landscape green Is lifted off the ground by the scent of grass. The day is carried across its hours Without any effort by the shining insects That are living their secret lives. The space between the prairie horizons Makes us ache with its beauty. Cottonwood leaves click in an ancient tongue To the farthest cold dark in the universe. The cottonwood also talks to you Of breeze and speckled sunlight. You are at home in these great empty places along with red-wing blackbirds and sloughs. You are comfortable in this spot so full of grace and being that it sparkles like jewels spilled on water. From a Country Overlooked Tom Hennen<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":4324,"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-4323","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\/4323","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=4323"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4323\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":4325,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4323\/revisions\/4325"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/4324"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=4323"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=4323"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=4323"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}