{"id":11415,"date":"2016-06-16T05:00:06","date_gmt":"2016-06-16T10:00:06","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.crumbbums.com\/?p=11415"},"modified":"2016-09-07T10:23:10","modified_gmt":"2016-09-07T15:23:10","slug":"on-poetry","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.crumbbums.com\/?p=11415","title":{"rendered":"On Poetry"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a title=\"DSC_0005\" href=\"http:\/\/farm2.staticflickr.com\/1494\/24259364973_25da61a6e5_s.jpg\" rel=\"\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter\" title=\"DSC_0005\" src=\"http:\/\/farm2.staticflickr.com\/1494\/24259364973_490e5cd3e1_h.jpg\" alt=\"DSC_0005\" width=\"1600\" height=\"1143\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><em>The Best American Poetry, 2015<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\">I&#8217;ve not considered myself a reader or fan of poetry, but my sweet friend Emily (who is a creative writing teacher and poet, in addition to being an amazingly patient mother and a thoughtful, kind friend who has a knack for good listening and even better perspective taking &#8212; yes, she is awesome) is going to change all that. She gave me this book awhile back, and I&#8217;ve taken my time to read a poem every now and then before I go to bed. It&#8217;s different from reading novels or memoirs or pop science. I find that reading poetry is a slow sort of thing, and reading one or two poems at a time is the best way for me to really enjoy and think about each poem.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\">And since Father&#8217;s Day is fast approaching, I wanted to share one of my favorites from this collection. Let me know what you think!<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><em><strong>My Husband<\/strong>, by Rebecca Hazelton<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><em>My husband in the house.<br \/>\n<\/em>\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0<em>My husband on the lawn,<br \/>\npushing the mower, 4th of July, the way<br \/>\nmy husband&#8217;s sweat wends like Crown Royale<br \/>\nto the waistband<br \/>\nof his shorts,<br \/>\nthe slow motion shake of the head the water<br \/>\nrunning down his chest,<br \/>\nall of this lit like a Poison video:<br \/>\nCherry Pie his cutoffs his blond hair his air guitar crescendo.<br \/>\nMy husband at the PTA meeting.<br \/>\nMy husband warming milk<br \/>\nat 3 a.m. while I sleep.<br \/>\nMy husband washing the white Corvette the bare chest and the soap,<br \/>\nthe objectification of my husband<br \/>\nby the pram pushers<br \/>\nand mailman.<br \/>\nMy husband at Home Depot asking<br \/>\nwhere\u00a0the bolts are,<br \/>\nthe nuts, the screws,<br \/>\nmy god, it&#8217;s filthy<br \/>\nmy husband reading from the news,<br \/>\nmy husband cooking French toast, Belgian waffles,<br \/>\nmy husband for all<br \/>\nnationalities.<br \/>\nMy husband with a scotch, my husband<br \/>\nwith his shoes off,<br \/>\nhis slippers on, my husband&#8217;s golden<br \/>\nleg hairs in the glow of a reading lamp.<br \/>\nMy husband bearded, my husband shaved, the way my husband<br \/>\ntaps out the razor, the small hairs<br \/>\nin the sink,<br \/>\nmy husband with tweezers<br \/>\nto my foot,<br \/>\nto the splinter I carried<br \/>\nfor years,<br \/>\nmy husband chiding me<br \/>\nfor waiting<br \/>\nto remove what pained me,<br \/>\nmy husband brandishing aloft<br \/>\nthe sliver to the light, and laughing.<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\">\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 from\u00a0<em>Court Green<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The Best American Poetry, 2015 I&#8217;ve not considered myself a reader or fan of poetry, but my sweet friend Emily (who is a creative writing teacher and poet, in addition to being an amazingly patient mother and a thoughtful, kind friend who has a knack for good listening and even better perspective taking &#8212; yes, &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/www.crumbbums.com\/?p=11415\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;On Poetry&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":11480,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_exactmetrics_skip_tracking":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[186],"tags":[107,132],"class_list":["post-11415","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-books","tag-andrew","tag-reading"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.crumbbums.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11415","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.crumbbums.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.crumbbums.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.crumbbums.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.crumbbums.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=11415"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/www.crumbbums.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11415\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":11418,"href":"https:\/\/www.crumbbums.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11415\/revisions\/11418"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.crumbbums.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/11480"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.crumbbums.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=11415"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.crumbbums.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=11415"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.crumbbums.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=11415"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}