{"id":9766,"date":"2011-11-15T06:30:21","date_gmt":"2011-11-14T17:30:21","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/?p=9766"},"modified":"2011-11-14T22:06:09","modified_gmt":"2011-11-14T09:06:09","slug":"tuesday-poem-orison","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/2011\/11\/15\/tuesday-poem-orison\/","title":{"rendered":"Tuesday Poem: &#8220;Orison&#8221;"},"content":{"rendered":"<h3>Orison<\/h3>\n<pre>~ a Meditation on Katherine Mansfield,\r\nin the south of France<\/pre>\n<p><em>A<\/em> bell calls on sleepy air<br \/>\nresonant<br \/>\nwith late afternoon<\/p>\n<p>sheep click &amp; clack<br \/>\nover cobbles<br \/>\nthe smell of fleece<br \/>\nhangs on the hour<\/p>\n<p>an olive tree taps<br \/>\nagainst glass \u2013<br \/>\nthrough twig and leaf<br \/>\nthere is sea, bright<br \/>\nbeneath a blaze of sky<\/p>\n<p>the page on the desk<br \/>\nis blank, the pen<br \/>\na burden to the hand \u2013<br \/>\nshe lifts it<br \/>\ndraws in breath<br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ffffff;\">&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;..<\/span>will again<br \/>\nuntil the final line<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #ffffff;\">.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>\u00a9 Helen Lowe<br \/>\n~ published in <span style=\"text-decoration: underline;\">Takahe 62<\/span>, 2007<\/p>\n<p>&#8212;<\/p>\n<p><a rel=\"attachment wp-att-7519\" href=\"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/2011\/08\/30\/tuesday-poem-enchantress-of-numbers-by-helen-rickerby\/tuespoem\/\"><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 read the featured poem on the <strong>Tuesday Poem Hub<\/strong> and other great poems from fellow Tuesday poets around the world, click <a href=\"http:\/\/tuesdaypoem.blogspot.com\/\"><strong>here<\/strong><\/a> or on the <strong>Quill<\/strong> <strong>icon<\/strong> in the sidebar.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Orison ~ a Meditation on Katherine Mansfield, in the south of France A bell calls on sleepy air resonant with late afternoon sheep click &amp; clack over cobbles the smell of fleece hangs on the hour an olive tree taps against glass \u2013 through twig and leaf there is sea, bright beneath a blaze of [&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-9766","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9766","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=9766"}],"version-history":[{"count":15,"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9766\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":9781,"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9766\/revisions\/9781"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=9766"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=9766"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=9766"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}