{"id":1307,"date":"2008-06-06T00:29:01","date_gmt":"2008-06-06T06:29:01","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blaine.org\/sevenimpossiblethings\/?p=1307"},"modified":"2008-06-06T00:30:40","modified_gmt":"2008-06-06T06:30:40","slug":"poetry-friday-relaxing-in-the-tub-with-amy-lowell","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/blaine.org\/sevenimpossiblethings\/?p=1307","title":{"rendered":"Poetry Friday: Relaxing in the tub with Amy Lowell"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.jupiterimages.com\/popup2.aspx?navigationSubType=itemdetails&#038;itemID=23416193\"><img src='http:\/\/blaine.org\/sevenimpossiblethings\/wp-content\/uploads\/2008\/06\/bath.jpg' alt='ahh\u2026' \/><\/a>Whoa, hey&#8230; Now <em>there&#8217;s<\/em> an image I didn&#8217;t really mean to invoke&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>Yeah, it&#8217;s me. I&#8217;m still here. I didn&#8217;t actually <em>intend<\/em> to take a blog break along with Jules &#8211; but with one thing and another, it kind of worked out that way. Sorry, y&#8217;all.<\/p>\n<p>But let me tell you something: SUMMER has finally come to Ithaca. The husband and I just got our little air conditioner stuck in the window, and not a minute too soon &#8211; they&#8217;re predicting temps in the 90s tomorrow. We get thunderstorms about every other day, everything&#8217;s green, most of the flowers are gone, and those fuzzy black-and-yellow caterpillars are EVERYWHERE. Seriously, looking too closely at the trunk of any given tree is like watching a sci-fi movie. I made the mistake of cutting across the grass in my flip-flops, and got a caterpillar sandwich between my foot and shoe. Aside from that ickiness, though, it&#8217;s pretty glorious. Makes me want to take things a bit more slowly, savor the new warmth, soak in the green&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>So here&#8217;s an excerpt from a poem that celebrates taking it easy, indulging in a little me-time, just lazing around watching ripples in the bathwater&#8230; <a href=\"http:\/\/www.poetryfoundation.org\/archive\/poem.html?id=171732\"><strong>&#8220;Bath&#8221;<\/strong><\/a> by <a href=\"http:\/\/www.poetryfoundation.org\/archive\/poet.html?id=80647\"><strong>Amy Lowell<\/strong><\/a>:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>Little spots of sunshine lie on the surface of the water and dance, dance, and their reflections wobble deliciously over the ceiling; a stir of my finger sets them whirring, reeling. I move a foot and the planes of light in the water jar. I lie back and laugh, and let the green-white water, the sun-flawed beryl water, flow over me.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.poetryfoundation.org\/archive\/poem.html?id=171732\"><strong>Click here<\/strong><\/a> to read the whole poem &#8211; it&#8217;s got lovely bits of imagery, so you&#8217;ll want to savor it slowly. Then, in homage to <a href=\"http:\/\/www.robinbrande.com\/\"><strong>Robin Brande<\/strong><\/a> and her erstwhile <a href=\"http:\/\/www.robinbrande.com\/index.php?s=friday+list\"><strong>Friday List<\/strong><\/a>, do something nice for yourself today. Take a bubble bath, buy that perfect black cardigan you&#8217;ve had your eye on, go for a walk in the sunshine&#8230; or the rain&#8230; or the caterpillars. It&#8217;s summer, people! Relax. Enjoy it.<\/p>\n<p>We&#8217;ll see you all again on Sunday.<\/p>\n<p><center>* * * * * * *<\/center><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/snoringscholar.blogspot.com\/\"><strong>Sarah Reinhard<\/strong><\/a> is on round-up duty today. When you feel like it, you know, just mosey on over there and see what other poetry fans are posting today. No rush. Whenever.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Whoa, hey&#8230; Now there&#8217;s an image I didn&#8217;t really mean to invoke&#8230; Yeah, it&#8217;s me. I&#8217;m still here. I didn&#8217;t actually intend to take a blog break along with Jules &#8211; but with one thing and another, it kind of worked out that way. Sorry, y&#8217;all. But let me tell you something: SUMMER has finally [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1307","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry-friday"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/blaine.org\/sevenimpossiblethings\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1307","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/blaine.org\/sevenimpossiblethings\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/blaine.org\/sevenimpossiblethings\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/blaine.org\/sevenimpossiblethings\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/blaine.org\/sevenimpossiblethings\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1307"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/blaine.org\/sevenimpossiblethings\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1307\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/blaine.org\/sevenimpossiblethings\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1307"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/blaine.org\/sevenimpossiblethings\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1307"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/blaine.org\/sevenimpossiblethings\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1307"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}