{"id":138,"date":"2006-05-06T23:56:56","date_gmt":"2006-05-07T03:56:56","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/2006\/05\/06\/sh-2\/"},"modified":"2006-05-07T18:47:07","modified_gmt":"2006-05-07T22:47:07","slug":"sh-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/2006\/05\/06\/sh-2\/","title":{"rendered":"Sh!!"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>This pit of fear is not like all the others<\/p>\n<p>The pre-battle pit where friends say goodbye<br \/>\nwills are signed letters dispatched harmonicas played<br \/>\ndear sara I hope you and billy are well. at sunrise we<!--more--><\/p>\n<p>The gladiatorial pit where friends turn away<br \/>\nand life&#8217;s questions become thrusts and parries for<br \/>\nthe entertainment of a spoiled rabble<\/p>\n<p>The waiting pit for Daddy to come home from hunting<br \/>\nwith his shotgun and his twenty-two Mossberg rifle<br \/>\nand a partridge or two and his very private anger<br \/>\nand a bottle of Dewar&#8217;s Blended Scotch Whiskey<\/p>\n<p>The studying pit where the whole year&#8217;s<br \/>\nefforts and failures hang over a sleep deprived<br \/>\nanxious effort to redeem all through unknowns<\/p>\n<p>The bomber&#8217;s pit where the mirror reveals<br \/>\nthe assertion that paradise is a compelling<br \/>\nparadigm and that death is a step forward<\/p>\n<p>And there are other pits all dug by humans<br \/>\nas a place to wait or to live, in slowly growing<br \/>\npiles of taxes forms phonecalls stock reductions<br \/>\nthe job the classroom the street the bedroom<br \/>\neverywhere will serve as the pit<br \/>\nThis pit is yours mine ours<br \/>\nit is a hole near this disease<br \/>\nit burrows through so many<br \/>\nI live on the edge of it<br \/>\nhaving brought you here<br \/>\nnot willingly but because<br \/>\nyou love me and would come<br \/>\nwe have built our hut here<br \/>\nwhere we did not ask to come<br \/>\nwe live, anticipate, here waiting for<br \/>\nthe edge to crumble capriciously<br \/>\nas it does for some not all<br \/>\nwe hear the earth tremble<br \/>\nand breathe a little easier<br \/>\nas each tremor passes.<br \/>\nOh how I love you and hate my<\/p>\n<p>Sh!!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>This pit of fear is not like all the others The pre-battle pit where friends say goodbye wills are signed letters dispatched harmonicas played dear sara I hope you and billy are well. at sunrise we<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[2,10,3,21],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-138","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-creative-writing","category-on-the-process-of-writing","category-poetry","category-variations"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/138","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=138"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/138\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=138"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=138"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=138"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}