{"id":4785,"date":"2024-09-12T15:16:13","date_gmt":"2024-09-12T19:16:13","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/?p=4785"},"modified":"2024-09-12T15:16:14","modified_gmt":"2024-09-12T19:16:14","slug":"a-poem-for-a-thursday-277","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/2024\/09\/12\/a-poem-for-a-thursday-277\/","title":{"rendered":"A Poem for a Thursday #277"},"content":{"rendered":"<div class=\"wp-block-image\">\n<figure class=\"aligncenter size-large\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/09\/kai-vu-WKngQAg3vws-unsplash-683x1024.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-4786\"\/><figcaption class=\"wp-element-caption\">Photo by <a href=\"https:\/\/unsplash.com\/@kaivu?utm_content=creditCopyText&amp;utm_medium=referral&amp;utm_source=unsplash\">Kai Vu<\/a> on <a href=\"https:\/\/unsplash.com\/photos\/a-bunch-of-purple-flowers-that-are-in-the-grass-WKngQAg3vws?utm_content=creditCopyText&amp;utm_medium=referral&amp;utm_source=unsplash\">Unsplash<\/a><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n\n<div style=\"height:50px\" aria-hidden=\"true\" class=\"wp-block-spacer\"><\/div>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Denise Levertov was born in England in 1923. From the beginning, she had great confidence in her poetry even sending T. S. Eliot some of her poems. She was only twelve years old at the time. Eliot responded with a two-page typewritten letter offering advice and encouragement. Levertov moved to the United States after her marriage. Her verse is &#8220;frequently a tour through the familiar and the mundane until their unfamiliarity and otherworldliness strike us.&#8221;  <\/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\">I have a small grain of hope\u2014<br>one small crystal that gleams<br>clear colors out of transparency.<br><br>I need more.<br><br>I break off a fragment<br>to send you.<br><br>Please take <br>this grain of a grain of hope<br>so that mine won't shrink.<br><br>Please share your fragment<br>so that yours will grow.<br><br>Only so, by division,<br>will hope increase,<br><br>like a clump of irises, which will cease to flower<br>unless you distribute<br>the clustered roots, unlikely source\u2014<br>clumsy and earth-covered\u2014<br>of grace.<br><br>\"For the New Year, 1981\"<br>Denise Levertov<\/pre>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Denise Levertov was born in England in 1923. From the beginning, she had great confidence in her poetry even sending T. S. Eliot some of her poems. She was only twelve years old at the time. Eliot responded with a two-page typewritten letter offering advice and encouragement. Levertov moved to the United States after her marriage. Her verse is &#8220;frequently a tour through the familiar and the mundane until their unfamiliarity and otherworldliness strike us.&#8221; I have a small grain of hope\u2014one small crystal that gleamsclear colors out of transparency.I need more.I break off a fragmentto send you.Please take this grain of a grain of hopeso that mine won&#8217;t shrink.Please share your fragmentso that yours will grow.Only so, by division,will hope increase,like a clump of irises, which will cease to flowerunless you distributethe clustered roots, unlikely source\u2014clumsy and earth-covered\u2014of grace.&#8221;For the New Year, 1981&#8243;Denise Levertov<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":4786,"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-4785","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\/4785","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=4785"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4785\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":4787,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4785\/revisions\/4787"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/4786"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=4785"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=4785"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=4785"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}