{"id":308,"date":"2008-12-29T06:46:31","date_gmt":"2008-12-29T13:46:31","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/?p=308"},"modified":"2008-12-29T06:46:31","modified_gmt":"2008-12-29T13:46:31","slug":"unruly-harvest-by-shira-lipkin","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/?p=308","title":{"rendered":"Unruly Harvest, by Shira Lipkin"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>The berries are not red.<br \/>\nThey twist in our hands,<br \/>\nstruggling to remain on their vines &#8211;<br \/>\nthe very best in sentient horticulture,<br \/>\ngenetically engineered for that astonishing flavor,<br \/>\ndense and luminous<br \/>\ntaste after taste blooming on your tongue.<\/p>\n<p>It is the taste of their dreams.<\/p>\n<p>Unconfirmed, I know.<br \/>\nBut a legend among us nonetheless.<br \/>\nWe, who wake the berries from their dreams,<br \/>\nyank them away from the only home they&#8217;ve known.<br \/>\nThey have enough intelligence for that, at least &#8211;<br \/>\nfor the desire to stay.<\/p>\n<p>They twist.<br \/>\nNone of us have unscarred palms.<br \/>\nYou know a harvester by the network of fine pale lines across hands, arms.<br \/>\nWe bandage our hands silently at the end of the day,<br \/>\nunable to look at each other.<\/p>\n<p>The wine is exquisite.<br \/>\nSo we are told.<br \/>\nAll the dreams of a new species,<br \/>\nblooming.<br \/>\nNot with a year&#8217;s wages could I afford it.<br \/>\nBut every night, I bring home one berry.<br \/>\nOne small taste of dream for myself.<br \/>\nI place it on my tongue<br \/>\nand close my eyes.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The berries are not red. They twist in our hands, struggling to remain on their vines &#8211; the very best in sentient horticulture, genetically engineered for that astonishing flavor, dense and luminous taste after taste blooming on your tongue. It is the taste of their dreams. Unconfirmed, I know. But a legend among us nonetheless. [&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-308","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/308","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=308"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/308\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":309,"href":"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/308\/revisions\/309"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=308"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=308"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=308"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}