{"id":73,"date":"2020-01-09T12:17:00","date_gmt":"2020-01-09T12:17:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/2020\/01\/09\/a-poem-for-thursday-64\/"},"modified":"2020-10-26T20:55:44","modified_gmt":"2020-10-26T20:55:44","slug":"a-poem-for-thursday-64","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/2020\/01\/09\/a-poem-for-thursday-64\/","title":{"rendered":"A Poem for a Thursday #64"},"content":{"rendered":"\n\n\n\n
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Photo by\u00a0<\/span>Dustin Scarpitti<\/a>\u00a0on\u00a0<\/span>Unsplash<\/a><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

Philip Booth was an American poet who lived from 1925 to 2007. His poetry “written in spare language and dealing with New England settings, has garnered critical acclaim for its quiet power.”\u00a0 I read this poem and couldn’t get it out of my head. It is beautiful and somehow comforting.<\/p>\n

Lie back daughter, let your head<\/i>
\nbe tipped back in the cup of my hand.<\/i>
\nGently, and I will hold you. Spread<\/i>
\nyour arms wide, lie out on the stream<\/i>
\nand look high at the gulls. A dead-<\/i>
\nman’s float is face down. You will dive<\/i>
\nand swim soon enough where this tidewater<\/i>
\nebbs to the sea. Daughter, believe<\/i>
\nme, when you tire on the long thrash<\/i>
\nto your island, lie up and survive.<\/i>
\nAs you float now, where I held you<\/i>
\nand let go, remember when fear<\/i>
\ncramps your heart what I told you:<\/i>
\nlie gently and wide to the light-year<\/i>
\nstars, lie back, and the sea will hold you.\u00a0<\/i>
\n
\n<\/i>
\nFirst Lesson<\/i>
\nPhilip Booth
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\nBrona<\/a> has shared a poem today.<\/p>\n

Here is one from Reese.<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Photo by\u00a0Dustin Scarpitti\u00a0on\u00a0Unsplash Philip Booth was an American poet who lived from 1925 to 2007. His poetry “written in spare language and dealing with New England settings, has garnered critical acclaim for its quiet power.”\u00a0 I read this poem and couldn’t get it out of my head. It is beautiful and somehow comforting. Lie back daughter, let your head be tipped back in the cup of my hand. Gently, and I will hold you. Spread your arms wide, lie out on the stream and look high at the gulls. A dead- man’s float is face down. You will dive and swim soon enough where this tidewater ebbs to the sea. Daughter, believe me, when you tire on the long thrash to your island, lie up and survive. As you float now, where I held you and let go, remember when fear cramps your heart what I told you: lie gently and wide to the light-year stars, lie back, and the sea will hold you.\u00a0 First Lesson Philip Booth Brona has shared a poem today. Here is one from Reese.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":1787,"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-73","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\/73","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=73"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/73\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2530,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/73\/revisions\/2530"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/1787"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=73"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=73"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=73"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}