{"id":4772,"date":"2011-04-12T07:30:41","date_gmt":"2011-04-11T19:30:41","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/?p=4772"},"modified":"2011-04-12T08:39:50","modified_gmt":"2011-04-11T20:39:50","slug":"tuesday-poem-castle-rock","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/2011\/04\/12\/tuesday-poem-castle-rock\/","title":{"rendered":"Tuesday Poem: &#8220;Castle Rock&#8221;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a rel=\"attachment wp-att-4535\" href=\"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/2011\/04\/05\/tuesday-poem-first-birthday-this-is-my-heart\/tuesday-poem-birthday-badge\/\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright size-medium wp-image-4535\" title=\"Tuesday Poem Birthday Badge\" src=\"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/04\/Tuesday-Poem-Birthday-Badge-142x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"142\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/04\/Tuesday-Poem-Birthday-Badge-142x300.jpg 142w, https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/04\/Tuesday-Poem-Birthday-Badge-71x150.jpg 71w, https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/04\/Tuesday-Poem-Birthday-Badge.jpg 303w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 142px) 100vw, 142px\" \/><\/a>A week and 26 poets later, the Tuesday Poem Blog community&#8217;s birthday poem is complete. Definitely a &#8220;wow&#8221; moment&#8212;and please <span style=\"text-decoration: underline;\">do<\/span> take a moment to read it on the hub, <a href=\"http:\/\/tuesdaypoem.blogspot.com\/\"><strong>here<\/strong><\/a>.<\/p>\n<p>&#8212;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Castle Rock<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Rotating in mid-air,<br \/>\nsuspended between blue above,<br \/>\nbleached tussock below,<br \/>\nface to face with the ragged crag<br \/>\nof Castle Rock, sun flashes<br \/>\noff her watch, dazzling<br \/>\nas the first time they met<br \/>\nin the Roxborough fish and chip<br \/>\nshop, high above the Clutha River:<br \/>\nhis presence, blazing in,<br \/>\nwas like the sun rising,<br \/>\nspilling over energy, snaring her<br \/>\nwith his eagerness for living \u2013<br \/>\ndazzled then too, but now<br \/>\nher eyes clear, take in hill, sky,<br \/>\nrock, as someone shouts \u2013 she kicks<br \/>\nhard into the face, finds purchase<br \/>\nas the rope plays out.<\/p>\n<p>.<\/p>\n<p>(c) Helen Lowe<\/p>\n<p>.<\/p>\n<p>~ first published, <strong>The Christchurch Press<\/strong>, July 18, 2007;<br \/>\n~re-published, <em><strong>Crest to Crest: Impressions of Canterbury Prose &amp; Poetry<\/strong><\/em>, Ed. Karen Zelas, Wily Publications, 2009<\/p>\n<p>&#8212;<\/p>\n<p>The reason for selecting <em><strong>Castle Rock <\/strong><\/em>for this week&#8217;s Tuesday poem, is that last week I saw this post, <em><strong><a href=\"http:\/\/cclblog.wordpress.com\/2011\/04\/04\/our-changed-landscape-castle-rock-te-tihi-o-kahukara\/#respond\">Our Changed Landscape: Castle Rock, Te Tihi o Kahukura<\/a>,<\/strong><\/em> on the <a href=\"http:\/\/cclblog.wordpress.com\/\"><strong>Christchurch City Libraries&#8217; Blog<\/strong><\/a>. The post laments a loss of part of the face of Castle Rock during Christchurch&#8217;s 7.1 earthquake of 4 September 2010. Although I understand intellectually that change is part of life, emotionally I feel the loss of landmarks such as this&#8212;because both as Port Hills&#8217; natural feature and a favourite haunt for rock climbers, Castle Rock has been an integral part of our cityscape since its founding. And a sense of place, I believe, is part of what gives us our sense of belonging and a basis for cultural identity.<\/p>\n<p>&#8212;<\/p>\n<p>For other poems by Tuesday Poets, check out the sidebar of the <a href=\"http:\/\/tuesdaypoem.blogspot.com\/\">hub<\/a>&#8212;or click on the <strong>Quill<\/strong> icon in my sidebar.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>A week and 26 poets later, the Tuesday Poem Blog community&#8217;s birthday poem is complete. Definitely a &#8220;wow&#8221; moment&#8212;and please do take a moment to read it on the hub, here. &#8212; Castle Rock Rotating in mid-air, suspended between blue above, bleached tussock below, face to face with the ragged crag of Castle Rock, sun [&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-4772","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4772","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=4772"}],"version-history":[{"count":18,"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4772\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":4786,"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4772\/revisions\/4786"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=4772"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=4772"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=4772"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}