{"id":25942,"date":"2014-07-29T06:30:59","date_gmt":"2014-07-28T18:30:59","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/?p=25942"},"modified":"2014-07-15T16:45:22","modified_gmt":"2014-07-15T04:45:22","slug":"the-tuesday-poem-refeaturing-rhian-gallaghers-windowpane","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/2014\/07\/29\/the-tuesday-poem-refeaturing-rhian-gallaghers-windowpane\/","title":{"rendered":"The Tuesday Poem: Refeaturing Rhian Gallagher&#8217;s &#8220;Windowpane&#8221;"},"content":{"rendered":"<h3>Windowpane<\/h3>\n<p>The cat rasps her claws on cabbage tree bark,<br \/>\na note of bird, full chorus done.<br \/>\nGrasses wear a soft embalm. Twilight<br \/>\ncould be ripped with engine roar<br \/>\nor the slam of a door, could be<br \/>\npre-earthquake crackling. At the window<br \/>\nseeing through then seeing <em>the through<\/em><br \/>\n\u2014 waved rippled glass<br \/>\nbubbled, a larger lozenge<br \/>\nyou press your eye to:<br \/>\nedges fur, earth and tree,<br \/>\nall the old familiar ground<br \/>\nmade queer. You live a moment of between<br \/>\nopened in a distraught glass. The glazier<br \/>\nleft a perfect tear.<br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ffffff;\">.<\/span><br \/>\n\u00a9 Rhian Gallagher<br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ffffff;\">.<\/span><br \/>\n~ published in <em><strong>Shift<\/strong><\/em>, Auckland University Press, 2011<\/p>\n<p>Reproduced here with permission.<\/p>\n<p>\u2014<\/p>\n<p>This is part of what I wrote about &#8220;Windowpane&#8217; when it first featured here on October 4, 2011:<\/p>\n<p><em>&#8216;I asked Rhian if I could feature <strong>Windowpane<\/strong> as my Tuesday Poem today because for me it has a strongly New Zealand feel, but also because of the deeply observational nature of the poem, and the way it captures that sense of experience and recollection, \u201cnow\u201d and\u2014in the same moment\u2014\u201cthen.\u201d &#8216;<\/em><\/p>\n<p>Like all Rhian&#8217;s poetry, I feel &#8220;Windowpane&#8221; repays a re-read, so I am pleased to be shining the spotlight on it again as part of the re-feature series.<\/p>\n<p>To read the rest of what I had to say in 2011, please click on:<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/2011\/10\/04\/tuesday-poem-windowpane-by-rhian-gallagher\/\" target=\"_blank\">Windowpane<\/a><\/p>\n<p>&#8212;<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/2011\/08\/30\/tuesday-poem-enchantress-of-numbers-by-helen-rickerby\/tuespoem\/\" rel=\"attachment wp-att-7519\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft size-full wp-image-7519\" title=\"TuesPoem\" src=\"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/08\/TuesPoem.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"120\" height=\"107\" \/><\/a>To check out the featured poem on the <strong>Tuesday Poem Hub<\/strong> and other great poems from fellow Tuesday poets from around the world, click <a href=\"http:\/\/tuesdaypoem.blogspot.com\/\" target=\"_blank\"><strong>here<\/strong><\/a> or on the <strong>Quill<\/strong> <strong>icon <\/strong>in the sidebar.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Windowpane The cat rasps her claws on cabbage tree bark, a note of bird, full chorus done. Grasses wear a soft embalm. Twilight could be ripped with engine roar or the slam of a door, could be pre-earthquake crackling. At the window seeing through then seeing the through \u2014 waved rippled glass bubbled, a larger [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[6],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-25942","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/25942","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=25942"}],"version-history":[{"count":10,"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/25942\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":26400,"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/25942\/revisions\/26400"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=25942"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=25942"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=25942"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}