{"id":1701,"date":"2018-04-30T15:11:44","date_gmt":"2018-04-30T22:11:44","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/?p=1701"},"modified":"2018-04-29T18:50:40","modified_gmt":"2018-04-30T01:50:40","slug":"1701","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/?p=1701","title":{"rendered":"Rejuvenation  by Deborah L. Davitt  and Kendall Evans"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright size-medium wp-image-1704\" src=\"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/04\/Friedrich_Gauermann_-_W\u00c3\u00b6lfe_reissen_einen_Hirsch_1855-218x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"218\" height=\"300\" \/>The metal of the plow drives through black earth,<br \/>\ngrinding when it strikes hidden rocks,<br \/>\nas when a boat\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s keel finds a reef\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s coral fingers;<br \/>\nthe stones bite the metal, chew flakes from its edge.<\/p>\n<p>The plowman steadies himself beneath a cloud-veined sky\u00e2\u20ac\u201d<br \/>\nthe last sliver of the moon peers at him,<br \/>\nlike a closing eye, veiled,<br \/>\nas the sun lurks just below the horizon.<br \/>\nHe stoops to study the damaged plow blade;<br \/>\nhis heart yearns for the quickening of the equinox;<br \/>\nhis waning, eroded spirit thirsts for spring.<\/p>\n<p>Winter-grown nettles pluck his flesh<br \/>\nas he breaks open the furrow with his blade,<br \/>\nspiteful thorn-vines clutch him, pull him down,<br \/>\ngashing his head on the plow\u00e2\u20ac\u201d<br \/>\nblood to feed the hungry earth.<\/p>\n<p>As he struggles to rise, he spots a chick<br \/>\nfallen from its nest in a tree near the field,<br \/>\nstruggling to escape the ground,<br \/>\neven as the farmer does.<\/p>\n<p>A hungry fox snaps it up;<br \/>\nhis vision widens, somehow<br \/>\nseeing through the thorn-vines,<br \/>\ntwining up the chick\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s blighted tree,<br \/>\ncascading down into a glade where<br \/>\na wolf takes down a broken-legged fawn,<br \/>\nsnaking hungry tangles into the den<br \/>\nwhere the pups wait, ravenous.<\/p>\n<p>The vine\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s tangles spread everywhere,<br \/>\nlooping even around cocoons<br \/>\nof reborn butterflies as they\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re plundered<br \/>\nby new-woken wasps,<br \/>\nand he feels the thorns of it<br \/>\nbiting into his flesh,<br \/>\nlike the crows<br \/>\nwho have come<br \/>\nto join the feast.<\/p>\n<p>He struggles to his feet<br \/>\nbut new tendrils coil and clutch<br \/>\nwith vernal strength<br \/>\ndragging him down to plowed soil<br \/>\nwhere sharp thorns probe for ingress<br \/>\ninto his flesh, and vines<br \/>\ntighten, lashing him<br \/>\nto the ground.<\/p>\n<p>Thorns and talons<br \/>\nbeaks and claws,<br \/>\nthe rending of flesh;<br \/>\nhis life pours<br \/>\ninto the furrows<br \/>\nof the barren field,<br \/>\nhis perception<br \/>\nflowing like ink,<br \/>\nshrinking, sinking<br \/>\nfading into<br \/>\nthe earth.<\/p>\n<p>While his<br \/>\nwaning<br \/>\nspirit<br \/>\nwelcomes<br \/>\noblivion.<\/p>\n<h6>illustration is &#8211; W\u00c3\u00b6lfe reissen einen Hirsch (1855) by\u00c2\u00a0Friedrich Gauermann<\/h6>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The metal of the plow drives through black earth, grinding when it strikes hidden rocks, as when a boat\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s keel finds a reef\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s coral fingers; the stones bite the metal, chew flakes from its edge. The plowman steadies himself beneath a cloud-veined sky\u00e2\u20ac\u201d the last sliver of the moon peers at him, like a closing [&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-1701","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1701","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=1701"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1701\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1706,"href":"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1701\/revisions\/1706"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1701"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1701"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1701"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}