{"id":109,"date":"2006-04-12T22:46:28","date_gmt":"2006-04-13T03:46:28","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/2006\/04\/12\/stone-harvest\/"},"modified":"2006-04-13T20:37:57","modified_gmt":"2006-04-14T01:37:57","slug":"stone-harvest","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/2006\/04\/12\/stone-harvest\/","title":{"rendered":"Stone harvest"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Scots chose this place, its stone-filled glacial till<br \/>\nTo live, this cruel Glengarry, here where scabs<br \/>\nWould chew potatoes into rotten lumps<br \/>\nAnd grazing past the rocks that boiled up<!--more--><br \/>\nEvery spring was cattle&#8217;s horse&#8217;s human&#8217;s lot.<br \/>\nSo here on this hard land where winter&#8217;s<br \/>\nWinds tear along the river, spill over rows of hills<br \/>\nLike tides to twitch on icy fields through<br \/>\nOrange and purple sunsets frozen hard as<br \/>\nHearts of stones until in spring the harvest<br \/>\nWas the rocks, boulders that boiled up<br \/>\nWith frost and lay atop the melting furrows<br \/>\nConfounding crows, returning duck and geese<br \/>\nLike prizes good only for fences hauled by fists<br \/>\nAnd fingers, hands, levers, steel and wood,<br \/>\nHorses, harness, wagon, sledge and boot<br \/>\nSettled there for ages, legacy of fields<br \/>\nClose cropped by cattle, stumbled over by<br \/>\nChildren, gradually overgrown by time<br \/>\nYet all that stays like monuments to<br \/>\nSubterranean seeds.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Scots chose this place, its stone-filled glacial till To live, this cruel Glengarry, here where scabs Would chew potatoes into rotten lumps And grazing past the rocks that boiled up<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[2,3],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-109","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-creative-writing","category-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/109","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=109"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/109\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=109"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=109"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=109"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}