Slivers of trout break the lake
open, their swift disappearance
like the silence after a question.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It\u2019s quiet. Blessedly so. Steaming
mist skims the water\u2019s surface,
morning light oranges the poplars<\/p>\n\n\n\n
and I am thinking about my son,
his breath and his skin\u2019s warmth.
He\u2019s small. Vulnerably so. Acorns<\/p>\n\n\n\n
become oaks, fog melts to clarity,
this wide world wakes to sounds:
blue heron yelps, the rasp of grass-<\/p>\n\n\n\n
hoppers, a clique of croaking crows, my child on the porch, his joyous Slivers of trout break the lakeopen, their swift disappearancelike the silence after a question. It\u2019s quiet. Blessedly so. Steamingmist skims the water\u2019s surface,morning light oranges the poplars and I am thinking about my son,his breath and his skin\u2019s warmth.He\u2019s small. Vulnerably so. Acorns become oaks, fog melts to clarity,this wide world wakes to sounds:blue heron […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":41,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"_editorskit_title_hidden":false,"_editorskit_reading_time":0,"_editorskit_is_block_options_detached":false,"_editorskit_block_options_position":"{}","_themeisle_gutenberg_block_has_review":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[8],"tags":[],"art_contributors":[],"literary_contributors":[416],"class_list":["post-5535","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry","literary_contributors-groner-ben-iii"],"acf":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/novusliterary.com\/2025-archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5535","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/novusliterary.com\/2025-archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/novusliterary.com\/2025-archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/novusliterary.com\/2025-archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/41"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/novusliterary.com\/2025-archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=5535"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/novusliterary.com\/2025-archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5535\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":5697,"href":"https:\/\/novusliterary.com\/2025-archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5535\/revisions\/5697"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/novusliterary.com\/2025-archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=5535"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/novusliterary.com\/2025-archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=5535"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/novusliterary.com\/2025-archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=5535"},{"taxonomy":"art_contributors","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/novusliterary.com\/2025-archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/art_contributors?post=5535"},{"taxonomy":"literary_contributors","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/novusliterary.com\/2025-archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/literary_contributors?post=5535"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
the plop-plop-plop <\/em>of smallmouth
bass leaping into the unnamed, and<\/p>\n\n\n\n
shrieks of aliveness approaching
something nearing an answer.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"