{"id":2661,"date":"2018-04-27T00:00:44","date_gmt":"2018-04-27T04:00:44","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/mission-and-identity\/?p=2661"},"modified":"2019-09-18T16:45:31","modified_gmt":"2019-09-18T20:45:31","slug":"april-27-improbable-play","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/poetry\/2018\/04\/27\/april-27-improbable-play\/","title":{"rendered":"April 27 improbable play"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Sometimes joy after grief awakens slowly, filled with stillness and soft footsteps. \u00a0Sometimes joy after grief runs so hard it messes your hair and makes you giddy. \u00a0Today\u2019s poem is that 2nd kind of joy. \u00a0Whenever I hear what William Carlos Williams pulled out of his magic poet\u2019s bag, I cannot help repeating it. \u00a0 Exams on our McNichols Campus are wrapping up, \u00a0buds are opening all around.<\/p>\n<p>Have a blest week.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>john sj<\/p>\n<p><strong>Today\u2019s Post: \u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0The Manoeuvre<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>I saw the two starlings<br \/>\ncoming in toward the wires<br \/>\nBut at the last,<br \/>\njust before alighting, they<\/p>\n<p>turned in the air together<br \/>\nand landed backwards!<br \/>\nthat\u2019s what got me \u2014<br \/>\nto face into the wind\u2019s teeth.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/poetry\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/170\/2014\/04\/William-Carlos-Williams.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-453\" src=\"https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/poetry\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/170\/2014\/04\/William-Carlos-Williams.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"220\" height=\"266\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>William Carlos Williams<\/p>\n<p>September 17, 1883 \u2013 March 4, 1963<br \/>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/William_Carlos_Williams\">https:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/William_Carlos_Williams<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Sometimes joy after grief awakens slowly, filled with stillness and soft footsteps. \u00a0Sometimes joy after grief runs so hard it messes your hair and makes you giddy. \u00a0Today\u2019s poem is that 2nd kind of joy. \u00a0Whenever I hear what William &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/poetry\/2018\/04\/27\/april-27-improbable-play\/\">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\/2661"}],"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=2661"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2661\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2662,"href":"https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2661\/revisions\/2662"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2661"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2661"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2661"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}