{"id":567,"date":"2010-04-20T00:01:50","date_gmt":"2010-04-20T04:01:50","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/beatrice.com\/wordpress\/2010\/04\/20\/kiki-petrosino-love-poem\/"},"modified":"2010-04-19T23:10:40","modified_gmt":"2010-04-20T03:10:40","slug":"kiki-petrosino-love-poem","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/beatrice.com\/wordpress\/2010\/04\/20\/kiki-petrosino-love-poem\/","title":{"rendered":"Kiki Petrosino, &#8220;Love Poem&#8221;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img decoding=\"async\" id=\"image566\" src=\"http:\/\/beatrice.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/04\/kiki-petrosino.jpg\" alt=\"kiki-petrosino.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p>Say <i>want<\/i>. Say <i>dear<\/i>.<br \/>\nSay <i>A robin sat humming in the deep<br \/>\nwillow<\/i>. Here is union: two blue eggs<br \/>\ntwo lights &#038; two hums. In the willow<br \/>\nwhich hums, say <i>hum<\/i>. Say <i>willow<\/i><br \/>\nwith your thin throat humming. Now, where<br \/>\nis willow? Where <i>robin<\/i> on the light support?<br \/>\nTwo quick hums, two quick lights&#8212;yes<br \/>\na braided nest for two, &#038; a branch<br \/>\nfor dear robin. Then, humming willow.<br \/>\nThen, <i>egg<\/i> &#038; <i>egg<\/i>. Taking bright hold<br \/>\nof the branch. Willow of lungs<br \/>\nafire&#8212;<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p>The first section of <a href=\"http:\/\/www.powells.com\/partner\/29017\/biblio\/1932511741\"><i>Fort Red Border<\/i><\/a>, the debut collection from Kiki Petrosino, features a sequence of poems like &#8220;<a href=\"http:\/\/fence.fenceportal.org\/v11n1\/petrosino.php\">This Will Darken the Cabin<\/a>&#8221; (<i>Fence<\/i>) in which Robert Redford appears as the poet&#8217;s beloved. &#8220;Love Song&#8221; comes from the second section of the book, which also includes &#8220;<a href=\"http:\/\/42opus.com\/v5n4\/youhavemadeacareer\">You Have Made a Career of Not Listening<\/a>&#8221; (<i>42Opus<\/i>) and &#8220;<a href=\"http:\/\/www.versedaily.org\/2010\/afro.shtml\">Afro<\/a>&#8221; (<i>Verse Daily<\/i>).<\/p>\n<p><p>You could also read &#8220;<a href=\"http:\/\/www.contrarymagazine.com\/Contrary\/Kiki_Petrosino_Allegory.html\">Allegory<a>&#8221; at <i>Contrary Magazine<\/i>, <a href=\"http:\/\/www.thermosmag.com\/poetry\/petrosino.html\">three other poems in <i>Thermos<\/i><\/a>, or <a href=\"http:\/\/www.lapetitezine.org\/Kiki.Petrosino.htm\">another three in <i>La Petite Zine<\/i><\/a>.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Say want. Say dear. Say A robin sat humming in the deep willow. Here is union: two blue eggs two lights &#038; two hums. In the willow which hums, say hum. Say willow with your thin throat humming. Now, where is willow? Where robin on the light support? Two quick hums, two quick lights&#8212;yes a [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[8],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/beatrice.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/567"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/beatrice.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/beatrice.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/beatrice.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/beatrice.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=567"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/beatrice.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/567\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/beatrice.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=567"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/beatrice.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=567"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/beatrice.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=567"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}