{"id":9356,"date":"2019-08-30T11:06:44","date_gmt":"2019-08-30T18:06:44","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/cciforum.dreamhosters.com\/?p=9356"},"modified":"2019-09-06T08:19:53","modified_gmt":"2019-09-06T15:19:53","slug":"opening","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/cciforum.dreamhosters.com\/?p=9356","title":{"rendered":"OPENING\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6"},"content":{"rendered":"<div id=\"attachment_9357\" style=\"width: 880px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"https:\/\/cciforum.dreamhosters.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/Morning-Moth-by-Ian-Lindsay-Pixabay.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-9357\" src=\"https:\/\/cciforum.dreamhosters.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/Morning-Moth-by-Ian-Lindsay-Pixabay.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"870\" height=\"598\" class=\"size-full wp-image-9357\" srcset=\"https:\/\/cciforum.dreamhosters.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/Morning-Moth-by-Ian-Lindsay-Pixabay.jpg 870w, https:\/\/cciforum.dreamhosters.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/Morning-Moth-by-Ian-Lindsay-Pixabay-300x206.jpg 300w, https:\/\/cciforum.dreamhosters.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/Morning-Moth-by-Ian-Lindsay-Pixabay-768x528.jpg 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 870px) 100vw, 870px\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-9357\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Photo:  &#8216;Morning Moth&#8217; by Ian Lindsay &#8211; Pixabay<br \/>https:\/\/tinyurl.com\/y3worupo<br \/><\/p><\/div>\n<p>OPENING\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify\">And I thought\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6 had I never looked within, never plumbed my own depth, how could I even be acquainted with how or what I was grounded in\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6 would water-bugs skimming the surface of placid pools ever know anything put the flat-line?   Ken\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s poem reminds me, my own time-line can be plumbed\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6 opened\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6 experienced fully\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6 in-depth.  There is more to pain and sorrow and joy than my ideas about them\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6  the expanse and profoundness from which they emerge\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6<\/p>\n<p>MORNING MOTH<br \/>\n\tby Ken McKeon<\/p>\n<p>I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve been wrestling with a breath for hours now,<br \/>\n   That\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s not unusual,<br \/>\n      My days typically start that way,<br \/>\nIt\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s my morning norm,<br \/>\n   My lungs feel ragged,<br \/>\n     There\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s a rusty sort of struggling about them,<br \/>\n         I reach down into them<br \/>\n            And find what seems to be<br \/>\n                A halting aching,<\/p>\n<p>As if night\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s long similitude of death<br \/>\n   Has formed a kind of crust,<br \/>\n       And has settled into itself,<br \/>\n          It\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s aiming for deeper sleep,<br \/>\n            Some darkly easy absence realm<br \/>\n       Where molecules give way to particles,<br \/>\n   And those to barely spinning<br \/>\nModalities of time,<\/p>\n<p>There\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s finally nothing much at all,<br \/>\n      Maybe a few soft brushes<br \/>\n           Of passing gleaming fish,<br \/>\n                Or odd strains of shadow songs,<br \/>\n                        That\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s about it,<br \/>\n                Golden daylight has no access here,<br \/>\n             None at all,<br \/>\nBut there is a maybe sense of some horizon<br \/>\n           Fluttering with light,<\/p>\n<p>A strange moth, dusty heavy wings, blank moth eyes,<br \/>\n           It\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s starting to lift,<br \/>\n              I feel it in my shifting shoulders,<br \/>\n                  And I find myself back here<br \/>\n                        Trying to wake up.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>OPENING\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6 And I thought\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6 had I never looked within, never plumbed my own depth, how could I even be acquainted with how or what I was grounded in\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6 would water-bugs skimming the surface of placid pools ever know anything put &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/cciforum.dreamhosters.com\/?p=9356\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":34,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[136,115,40,69],"tags":[115,40,69],"class_list":["post-9356","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-01-general-tsk-discussions","category-opening","category-poetry","category-time","tag-opening","tag-poetry","tag-time"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/cciforum.dreamhosters.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9356","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/cciforum.dreamhosters.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/cciforum.dreamhosters.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/cciforum.dreamhosters.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/34"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/cciforum.dreamhosters.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=9356"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/cciforum.dreamhosters.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9356\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/cciforum.dreamhosters.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=9356"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/cciforum.dreamhosters.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=9356"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/cciforum.dreamhosters.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=9356"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}