{"id":675,"date":"2020-08-23T00:22:47","date_gmt":"2020-08-23T00:22:47","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/noellesickels.com\/wp\/?p=675"},"modified":"2020-08-23T00:23:30","modified_gmt":"2020-08-23T00:23:30","slug":"poem-of-the-month-isthmus-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/noellesickels.com\/wp\/?p=675","title":{"rendered":"Poem of the Month: Isthmus"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>That last, fleet summer, they thumped down stairs<\/p>\n<p>my son and his large friends, hale, merry, loud<\/p>\n<p>about to leave home, disperse the cloud<\/p>\n<p>of habits and rules, cautionary airs<\/p>\n<p>eager to take on new scenes, fresh cares.<\/p>\n<p>They moved as one, that jostling, joking crowd<\/p>\n<p>electric as race horses, and as proud<\/p>\n<p>cocky, charming peddlers, themselves for wares.<\/p>\n<p>Sidelined, I stood unobserved on their beach<\/p>\n<p>wanting to implore but keeping my place<\/p>\n<p>longing to take the hand of each and each<\/p>\n<p>draw them a moment from bright ocean\u2019s brace<\/p>\n<p>entreat someone: let them loiter in reach<\/p>\n<p>let me wrap him dry once more, touch his face.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Isthmus&#8221; was published in the journal,\u00a0<em>Third Wednesday<\/em>, Ypsilanti, MI, 2009.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/noellesickels.com\/wp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/03\/IMG_1660.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft size-medium wp-image-184\" src=\"https:\/\/noellesickels.com\/wp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/03\/IMG_1660-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" srcset=\"https:\/\/noellesickels.com\/wp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/03\/IMG_1660-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/noellesickels.com\/wp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/03\/IMG_1660-768x576.jpg 768w, https:\/\/noellesickels.com\/wp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/03\/IMG_1660.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/noellesickels.com\/wp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/03\/IMG_1660-175x131.jpg 175w, https:\/\/noellesickels.com\/wp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/03\/IMG_1660-667x500.jpg 667w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; That last, fleet summer, they thumped down stairs my son and his large friends, hale, merry, loud about to <a href=\"https:\/\/noellesickels.com\/wp\/?p=675\" class=\"more-link\">[&hellip;]<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"Layout":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[1,4],"tags":[],"class_list":["entry","author-noellesickelswp","post-675","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","category-allposts","category-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/noellesickels.com\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/675","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/noellesickels.com\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/noellesickels.com\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/noellesickels.com\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/noellesickels.com\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=675"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/noellesickels.com\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/675\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":677,"href":"https:\/\/noellesickels.com\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/675\/revisions\/677"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/noellesickels.com\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=675"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/noellesickels.com\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=675"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/noellesickels.com\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=675"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}