{"id":4978,"date":"2025-06-05T18:08:18","date_gmt":"2025-06-05T22:08:18","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/?p=4978"},"modified":"2025-06-05T18:08:19","modified_gmt":"2025-06-05T22:08:19","slug":"a-poem-for-a-thursday-304","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/2025\/06\/05\/a-poem-for-a-thursday-304\/","title":{"rendered":"A Poem for a Thursday #304"},"content":{"rendered":"<div class=\"wp-block-image\">\n<figure class=\"aligncenter size-large\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/06\/mike-houser-LvccLxoKRNw-unsplash-1024x576.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-4979\"\/><figcaption class=\"wp-element-caption\">Photo by <a href=\"https:\/\/unsplash.com\/@mike_romeo_hotel?utm_content=creditCopyText&amp;utm_medium=referral&amp;utm_source=unsplash\">Mike Houser<\/a> on <a href=\"https:\/\/unsplash.com\/photos\/a-body-of-water-surrounded-by-trees-and-clouds-LvccLxoKRNw?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\">William Stafford was 48 years old when his first successful volume of poetry was published. That volume, <em>Traveling Through the Dark<\/em>, won the 1963 Book Award for Poetry. Stafford typically wrote short poems that concentrated on the ordinary bits of life. He wrote in a gentle, conversational style that pulls the reader into the inner circle of his life. <\/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\">Now has come, an easy time. I let it<br>roll. There is a lake somewhere<br>so blue and far nobody owns it.<br>A wind comes by and a willow listens <br>gracefully.<br><br>I hear all this, every summer. I laugh<br>and cry for every turn of the world,<br>its terribly cold, innocent spin.<br>That lake stays blue and free; it goes<br>on and on.<br><br>And I know where it is.<br><br>Why I Am Happy<br>William Stafford<\/pre>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>William Stafford was 48 years old when his first successful volume of poetry was published. That volume, Traveling Through the Dark, won the 1963 Book Award for Poetry. Stafford typically wrote short poems that concentrated on the ordinary bits of life. He wrote in a gentle, conversational style that pulls the reader into the inner circle of his life. Now has come, an easy time. I let itroll. There is a lake somewhereso blue and far nobody owns it.A wind comes by and a willow listens gracefully.I hear all this, every summer. I laughand cry for every turn of the world,its terribly cold, innocent spin.That lake stays blue and free; it goeson and on.And I know where it is.Why I Am HappyWilliam Stafford<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":4979,"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-4978","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\/4978","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=4978"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4978\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":4980,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4978\/revisions\/4980"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/4979"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=4978"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=4978"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=4978"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}