{"id":1345,"date":"2008-07-11T00:03:12","date_gmt":"2008-07-11T06:03:12","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blaine.org\/sevenimpossiblethings\/?p=1345"},"modified":"2008-07-11T00:04:22","modified_gmt":"2008-07-11T06:04:22","slug":"poetry-friday-another-leda","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/blaine.org\/sevenimpossiblethings\/?p=1345","title":{"rendered":"Poetry Friday: Another Leda"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img src='http:\/\/blaine.org\/sevenimpossiblethings\/wp-content\/uploads\/2008\/07\/blackswan.jpg' alt='black swan' \/>Once again, The Poets Upstairs have come through for me in my time of need. I was just thinking how I felt like I was in a Poetry Friday rut, just lazily digging up old favorites instead of seeking out new stuff. And *poof* &#8211; without me even saying anything, Dana lent me a book of poetry by one of her professors, <a href=\"http:\/\/www.arts.cornell.edu\/english\/_lib\/pdf\/fa06_english_cu.pdf\"><strong>Lyrae Van Clief-Stefanon<\/strong><\/a>. The book, <a href=\"http:\/\/www.amazon.com\/Black-Swan-Poetry-Lyrae-Clief-Stefanon\/dp\/0822957876\/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&#038;s=books&#038;qid=1215739771&#038;sr=1-1\"><strong><em>Black Swan<\/em><\/strong><\/a>, opens with an amazing piece, &#8220;Leda,&#8221; that simply begged to be shared with you all. From that headspin of a first line to the sharp irony of the last, it charges the old myth with a fierce energy. The taut, vivid imagery puts you <em>there<\/em> in that swampy Florida heat. You <em>know<\/em> this girl. And you could just about cry for her.<\/p>\n<p>By the way, I can&#8217;t help but notice that I was also reminded of Leda by Dana&#8217;s poem &#8220;Nesting,&#8221; <a href=\"http:\/\/blaine.org\/sevenimpossiblethings\/?p=1245\"><strong>featured<\/strong><\/a> back in April. Does this mean something? Do I have a Leda problem? Do I need to start watching out for swans? And while we&#8217;re on the subject&#8230; seriously, how was that supposed to even <em>work<\/em>? Is their&#8230; equipment&#8230; you know, <em>compatible<\/em>?<\/p>\n<p>Sorry, that was random. And gross. Back to Poetry Friday now. Here&#8217;s the opening of &#8220;Leda:&#8221;<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>Imagine Leda black&#8211;<br \/>\nskinny legs<font color=\"ffffff\">&#8212;&#8211;<\/font>peach-switch<br \/>\nscarred<font color=\"ffffff\">&#8212;&#8211;<\/font>vaselined to gleaming<br \/>\nlike magnolia leaves<font color=\"ffffff\">&#8212;&#8211;<\/font>Imagine<br \/>\na teenager<font color=\"ffffff\">&#8212;&#8211;<\/font>hips asway like moss<br \/>\nswitchin&#8217; down a dirt road<br \/>\nFlorida orange blossom<br \/>\nwater behind her ears<br \/>\nher tight sheath-skirt<br \/>\nazalea pink<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>Please read the rest of the poem <a href=\"http:\/\/findarticles.com\/p\/articles\/mi_m2838\/is_3_36\/ai_94335200\/pg_1?tag=artBody;col1\"><strong>here<\/strong><\/a>. Even though they left out the cool line-spacing that&#8217;s used in the book. And there are a couple of typos, which saddens me more than I can express. It&#8217;s still awesome.<\/p>\n<p><center>* * * * * * *<\/center><\/p>\n<p>Lisa Schellman is keeping a vigilant eye on <a href=\"http:\/\/lisachellman.com\/blog\/2008\/07\/poetry-friday-thinking-winter-height-summer\"><strong>this week&#8217;s Poetry Friday roundup<\/strong><\/a>. Thanks, Lisa.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Once again, The Poets Upstairs have come through for me in my time of need. I was just thinking how I felt like I was in a Poetry Friday rut, just lazily digging up old favorites instead of seeking out new stuff. And *poof* &#8211; without me even saying anything, Dana lent me a book [&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-1345","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\/1345","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=1345"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/blaine.org\/sevenimpossiblethings\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1345\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/blaine.org\/sevenimpossiblethings\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1345"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/blaine.org\/sevenimpossiblethings\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1345"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/blaine.org\/sevenimpossiblethings\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1345"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}