{"id":253,"date":"2009-04-30T04:57:19","date_gmt":"2009-04-30T04:57:19","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.proteanme.com\/?p=253"},"modified":"2009-04-30T04:57:19","modified_gmt":"2009-04-30T04:57:19","slug":"a-poem","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.proteanme.com\/?p=253","title":{"rendered":"a poem"},"content":{"rendered":"<p id=\"page_title\"><strong>Cause and Effect<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong><span id=\"header\"><\/span><\/strong> \t\t\t\t\t<span id=\"poem\">It&#8217;s because the earth continues to wobble on its axis<br \/>\nthat we continue to stumble down the streets of the heart.<br \/>\nIt&#8217;s because of the loneliness of the first cell trying to swim<br \/>\nthrough its primordial pool that we are filled with a kind of<br \/>\ngalactic fear. For example: one moment a rocket falls<br \/>\ncapriciously into a square. Another moment, a rogue wave<br \/>\nturns over the fishing boat whose crew leaves their memories<br \/>\nfloating like an oil slick that never reaches shore.<br \/>\nIn this way we understand our dying loves scratching at the door.<br \/>\nIn this way, each love creates its own theory of pain. Each love<br \/>\ngnaws the derelict hours to the bone. But because there are<br \/>\nso many blank spaces in history we still have time<br \/>\nto write our own story. Wittgenstein said our words have<br \/>\nreplaced our emotions. He never understood how<br \/>\nwe have to cleanse ourselves of these invisible parasites<br \/>\nof doubt and fear. We might as well worry about<br \/>\nthe signals from dead worlds wandering around the universe<br \/>\nforever. Think instead of how the trees prop up the sky.<br \/>\nHow the rain falls into the open eyes of the pond<br \/>\nbringing a vision no one expected. Here&#8217;s mine: this bee<br \/>\nhovering over the pencil seems to bring a message from<br \/>\nthe deepest flowers you inhabit. Because I don&#8217;t know<br \/>\nwhere all this love has come from, because the clouds are<br \/>\ncovered with our footsteps that know no time, I am<br \/>\nno longer surprised when each day comes from a new place,<br \/>\nbecause in this way, I can imagine these words getting lost<br \/>\nin your lungs, my fingers curling inside you as if I could<br \/>\ngather you inside my own heart, or tracing the slope of your hip<br \/>\ntowards a whole other world. Don&#8217;t worry. Like us the planet<br \/>\nwobbles because of the shifting hot and cold zones, high<br \/>\nand low pressures, the pull of tides. The stars that are<br \/>\nthese words are always closer than we think despite<br \/>\nthe theories of astronomers. In this way, I will always be there,<br \/>\na rain falling into the sea, the abandoned light opening your eyes<br \/>\ndespite the curtains of reason, the life you give each time<br \/>\nyou turn to me, because the stumbling breaths we borrow<br \/>\nfrom each other are all we have to keep each other alive.<\/p>\n<p><\/span><span id=\"byline\"><a href=\"http:\/\/poems.com\/feature.php?date=14365\">Richard  Jackson<\/a><\/span><br \/>\n<span id=\"book_title\"><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Cause and Effect It&#8217;s because the earth continues to wobble on its axis that we continue to stumble down the streets of the heart. It&#8217;s because of the loneliness of the first cell trying to swim through its primordial pool that we are filled with a kind of galactic fear. For example: one moment a [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-253","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-reading"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.proteanme.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/253","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.proteanme.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.proteanme.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.proteanme.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.proteanme.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=253"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.proteanme.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/253\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.proteanme.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=253"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.proteanme.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=253"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.proteanme.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=253"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}