{"id":10768,"date":"2021-03-08T05:18:00","date_gmt":"2021-03-08T12:18:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/?p=10768"},"modified":"2021-03-07T17:32:24","modified_gmt":"2021-03-08T00:32:24","slug":"lai-to-a-stone-maiden","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/?p=10768","title":{"rendered":"Lai to a Stone Maiden"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-large\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/03\/450px-Statue_at_Metairie_Cemetery.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"450\" height=\"600\" src=\"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/03\/450px-Statue_at_Metairie_Cemetery.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-10769\" srcset=\"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/03\/450px-Statue_at_Metairie_Cemetery.jpg 450w, http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/03\/450px-Statue_at_Metairie_Cemetery-225x300.jpg 225w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 450px) 100vw, 450px\" \/><\/a><figcaption>A\u00c2\u00a0statue\u00c2\u00a0of an\u00c2\u00a0angel\u00c2\u00a0at a\u00c2\u00a0cemetery\u00c2\u00a0in\u00c2\u00a0Metairie Cemetery\u00c2\u00a0in\u00c2\u00a0New Orleans,\u00c2\u00a0Louisiana, photo by \u00c2\u00a0<strong>Jon Sullivan<\/strong><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<h4 class=\"wp-block-heading\">Adele Gardner<\/h4>\n\n\n\n<pre class=\"wp-block-preformatted\"><font face=\"Arial\">\nYou bend, my angel, pensive, over graves.\nHe loved me--loved us both in different lives.\nYou have her hair, he said.&nbsp;&nbsp;His eyes sought yours,\nHoping your eyes would follow--not blind stone.\nYou saw him.&nbsp;&nbsp;Cameras caught you, quite alone,\nThe two of you, communion--in one frame--\nTranslucent arms to soften vicious blame.\nYou coexist on paper--muted muse,\nScarred poet--grafted through enlarger\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s views\nInto one entity, four arms, one heart\nThat speaks to one who's stood too long apart.\n&nbsp;\nYour stone bouquet droops over a bronze vase--\nA home now to dry dirt and spider lace.\nClose in the breast of hollow ribs below\nLie crumpled poems written long ago\nFor&nbsp;her, then bundled up for me to save\nLike gifts whose worth might shield him from your grave--\nDespite the fact that he had left us both--\nCast off, trod under, then chalked up to growth--\nSo much for lover's promise, marriage oath.\nHow could I know that stone had pierced him through,\nThat sorrow made him restless with the truth:\nThat we'd have all too long to mourn, atone,\nBut you'd have just one day to live in stone,\nTurned inward, trapped, and dropping out of sight,\nYour footprint sinking deep in graveyard blight,\nYour sadness given voice by downward gaze\nThat pierces where&nbsp;he&nbsp;lies--too soon--three friends\nNow caught beyond the power of my lens.\n&nbsp;\nOur hearts are full of stone.&nbsp;&nbsp;And when I'm dead\nI\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll know just where to lay my spinning head--\nI\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll feel you stretching up into the sky,\nYour eyes--my eyes--alike too sad to dry.\nYour roses in my arms.&nbsp;\n&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;My billowing hair,\nCast loose, like yours floats out upon the air.<\/pre>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Adele Gardner You bend, my angel, pensive, over graves. He loved me&#8211;loved us both in different lives. You have her hair, he said.&nbsp;&nbsp;His eyes sought yours, Hoping your eyes would follow&#8211;not blind stone. You saw him.&nbsp;&nbsp;Cameras caught you, quite alone, The two of you, communion&#8211;in one frame&#8211; Translucent arms to soften vicious blame. You coexist [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[17],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-10768","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10768","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=10768"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10768\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":10770,"href":"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10768\/revisions\/10770"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=10768"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=10768"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=10768"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}