{"id":1962,"date":"2016-09-05T00:00:32","date_gmt":"2016-09-05T04:00:32","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/mission-and-identity\/?p=1962"},"modified":"2019-09-18T16:47:38","modified_gmt":"2019-09-18T20:47:38","slug":"labor-day-is-a-holiday","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/poetry\/2016\/09\/05\/labor-day-is-a-holiday\/","title":{"rendered":"Labor Day is a holiday"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>Monday, September 5 \u00a0\u201cI watch my grandmother&#8221;<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Labor Day in Motown calls out people who work for wages, to organize so that their individual voices become collective, a union of working people. \u00a0Labor Day in Motown means to remind people who work for wages that influence in the public order does not come easy.<\/p>\n<p>Labor Day in Motown means picnics and laughter, beer with brats grilling, \u00a0means cooking for each other. \u00a0Labor Day is a holiday: reminds us that not all our work is work for wages; \u00a0lots of it is work for family and friends. \u00a0Not all that family labor is cooking, though a lot of it is.<\/p>\n<p>My mother cooked a lot and knew what she was up to when she did. \u00a0She also loved washing clothes in an old wringer-washing machine, she told us as she aged into her nineties that carrying clean wet laundry up 8 stairs from the basement to hang the clothes on the back yard line kept her aging body active. \u00a0 One of my favorite poets, her youngest granddaughter, Terri, paid attention and wrote about her.<\/p>\n<p>Here\u2019s one of my favorites, an homage to my mother, a working woman on Labor Day.<\/p>\n<p>This is so short I hardly need to invite reading it out loud.<\/p>\n<p>Have a blest Labor Day.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>john sj<\/p>\n<p><strong>Summer in Wisconsin<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>I watch my grandmother,<br \/>\nninety years old and arthritic,<br \/>\nsmearing Vaseline on the poles of bird feeders.<br \/>\nA squirrel climbs one despite,<br \/>\nshimmies up to steal seeds,<br \/>\nbrazen in the sunlight.<\/p>\n<p>Terri \u00a0Breeden<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Monday, September 5 \u00a0\u201cI watch my grandmother&#8221; Labor Day in Motown calls out people who work for wages, to organize so that their individual voices become collective, a union of working people. \u00a0Labor Day in Motown means to remind people &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/poetry\/2016\/09\/05\/labor-day-is-a-holiday\/\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":139,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[11641],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1962"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/139"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1962"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1962\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1963,"href":"https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1962\/revisions\/1963"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1962"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1962"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1962"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}