{"id":1728,"date":"2009-07-10T00:34:59","date_gmt":"2009-07-10T06:34:59","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blaine.org\/sevenimpossiblethings\/?p=1728"},"modified":"2009-12-08T08:15:56","modified_gmt":"2009-12-08T14:15:56","slug":"poetry-friday-no-unusual-malice-anymore","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/blaine.org\/sevenimpossiblethings\/?p=1728","title":{"rendered":"Poetry Friday: &#8220;no unusual malice anymore&#8221;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/juicedpixels.com\/2007\/09\/05\/five-things-i-enjoyed-doing-in-melbourne-last-weekend\/\"><img src='http:\/\/blaine.org\/sevenimpossiblethings\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/07\/birthday-cake.jpg' alt='photo from Juiced Pixels. click for link.' \/><\/a>Welcome, Poetry Friday peeps. I&#8217;ve got a question for you: how good are you at holding grudges? I&#8217;m fabulous at it. If it were an Olympic event, I&#8217;d be a gold medalist 3 or 4 times over. At least, I used to be that way. I&#8217;ve mellowed a lot in my older-age, but in my youth my relationships with friends and boyfriends could be kindly described as &#8220;mercurial,&#8221; and less kindly as &#8220;volatile.&#8221; Lately I&#8217;ve been fortunate in being able to get back in touch with some of my old friends\/enemies\/friends again, and dumping all that old baggage for good.<\/p>\n<p><!--more--><\/p>\n<p>But then&#8230; sometimes a relationship really can&#8217;t be fixed. Sometimes certain people are just evil, or needy, or batshit-crazy. Sometimes those people can&#8217;t be reasoned with. Sometimes staying in a friendship or a family or a marriage with someone like that can mess you up but good. Sometimes&#8230; well, in the words of <a href=\"http:\/\/www.hubmoore.com\/new%20files\/homepage.html\"><strong>Hub Moore and the Great Outdoors<\/strong><\/a>, <a href=\"http:\/\/www.amazon.com\/Walk-Away-Trust\/dp\/B000QPTRXU\"><strong>&#8220;Sometimes you work it out, but sometimes you gotta walk away.&#8221;<\/strong><\/a><\/p>\n<p>This poem does a great job of expressing how that feels, when you&#8217;ve finally let go of someone to the point that you don&#8217;t even hate them anymore. You know&#8230; much. Hardly at all.<\/p>\n<p>Here&#8217;s <a href=\"http:\/\/www.poetryfoundation.org\/archive\/poem.html?id=179101\"><strong>&#8220;For the Ex-Wife on the Occasion of Her Birthday&#8221;<\/strong><\/a> by <a href=\"http:\/\/www.thomaslynch.com\/1\/234\/index.asp\"><strong>Thomas P. Lynch<\/strong><\/a> (yes, the same guy that <a href=\"http:\/\/blaine.org\/sevenimpossiblethings\/?p=1722\"><strong>Jules mentioned in her PF<\/strong><\/a> post last week. What can I say? She piqued my interest.):<\/p>\n<p>Let me say outright that I bear you no<br \/>\nunusual malice anymore. Nor<br \/>\ndo I wish for you tumors or loose stools,<br \/>\nblood in your urine, oozings from any orifice.<br \/>\nThe list is endless of those ills I do not pray befall you:<br \/>\nnight sweats, occasional itching, PMS,<br \/>\nfits, starts, ticks, boils, bad vibes, vaginal odors,<br \/>\nemotional upheavals or hormonal disorders;<br \/>\ngreen discharges, lumps, growths, nor tell-tale signs of gray;<br \/>\ndry heaves, hiccups, heartbreaks, fallen ovaries<br \/>\nnor cramps\u2014before, during, or after. I pray you only<br \/>\nlaughter in the face of your mortality<br \/>\nand freedom from the ravages of middle age&#8230;<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.poetryfoundation.org\/archive\/poem.html?id=179101\"><strong>Click here<\/strong><\/a> to read the rest.<\/p>\n<p><center>* * * * * * *<\/center><\/p>\n<p>This week it&#8217;s none other than Jama Ratigan playing hostess-with-the-mostess at her blog <a href=\"http:\/\/jamarattigan.livejournal.com\/300372.html\"><strong>Alphabet Soup<\/strong><\/a>. It&#8217;s looking peachilicious over there. Dig in!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Welcome, Poetry Friday peeps. I&#8217;ve got a question for you: how good are you at holding grudges? I&#8217;m fabulous at it. If it were an Olympic event, I&#8217;d be a gold medalist 3 or 4 times over. At least, I used to be that way. I&#8217;ve mellowed a lot in my older-age, but in my [&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-1728","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\/1728","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=1728"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/blaine.org\/sevenimpossiblethings\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1728\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/blaine.org\/sevenimpossiblethings\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1728"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/blaine.org\/sevenimpossiblethings\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1728"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/blaine.org\/sevenimpossiblethings\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1728"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}