{"id":27875,"date":"2015-01-20T06:30:33","date_gmt":"2015-01-19T17:30:33","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/?p=27875"},"modified":"2015-01-20T06:47:08","modified_gmt":"2015-01-19T17:47:08","slug":"the-tuesday-poem-heat","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/2015\/01\/20\/the-tuesday-poem-heat\/","title":{"rendered":"The Tuesday Poem: Heat"},"content":{"rendered":"<h3>Heat<\/h3>\n<p>Birds wheel, raucous<\/p>\n<p>on the cool air<\/p>\n<p>that will shortly burn away<\/p>\n<p>as sun muscles<\/p>\n<p>through the tracery of leaves<\/p>\n<p>outside my window,<\/p>\n<p>heat hurled like arrows<\/p>\n<p>shot by some elder god,<\/p>\n<p>harsher than the cacophony<\/p>\n<p>of birds darting<\/p>\n<p>through the green,<\/p>\n<p>limned against a blue<\/p>\n<p>that is already transmuting<\/p>\n<p>from crystal to crucible<\/p>\n<p>as dawn evaporates<\/p>\n<p>into the vanishing point<\/p>\n<p>of summer&#8230;<br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ffffff;\">.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>\u00a9 Helen Lowe, 2015<\/p>\n<p>&#8212;<\/p>\n<p>The original of this poem is an old work, but in the context of recent &#8220;blazing&#8221; days in our southern summer, I have given it a quick once over and sprucing up to share with you as we dive back into the Tuesday Poem for another year. I am looking forward to it; in fact, let&#8217;s turn up the heat on poetry together. \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n<p>In using the phrase &#8220;into the vanishing point&#8221; I acknowledge Helen Bascand&#8217;s 2007 collection of that name.<\/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\" src=\"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/08\/TuesPoem.jpg\" alt=\"TuesPoem\" width=\"120\" height=\"107\" \/><\/a>To read 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\/\"><strong>here<\/strong><\/a>.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Heat Birds wheel, raucous on the cool air that will shortly burn away as sun muscles through the tracery of leaves outside my window, heat hurled like arrows shot by some elder god, harsher than the cacophony of birds darting through the green, limned against a blue that is already transmuting from crystal to crucible [&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-27875","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/27875","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=27875"}],"version-history":[{"count":10,"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/27875\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":27886,"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/27875\/revisions\/27886"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=27875"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=27875"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=27875"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}