{"id":1213,"date":"2007-04-30T15:17:46","date_gmt":"2007-04-30T20:17:46","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blogs.discovermagazine.com\/cosmicvariance\/2007\/04\/30\/coy-mistress\/"},"modified":"2007-04-30T15:17:46","modified_gmt":"2007-04-30T20:17:46","slug":"coy-mistress","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/preposterousuniverse.com\/blog\/2007\/04\/30\/coy-mistress\/","title":{"rendered":"Coy Mistress"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>We&#8217;re just about to run out of poetry month!  Here&#8217;s <a href=\"http:\/\/www.ablemuse.com\/v5\/a-finch.htm\">Annie Finch<\/a>, to close things out until next year.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>Sir, I am not a bird of prey:<br \/>\na Lady does not seize the day.<br \/>\nI trust that brief Time will unfold<br \/>\nour youth, before he makes us old.<br \/>\nHow could we two write lines of rhyme<br \/>\nwere we not fond of numbered Time<br \/>\nand grateful to the vast and sweet<br \/>\ntrials his days will make us meet?<br \/>\nThe Grave&#8217;s not just the body&#8217;s curse;<br \/>\nno skeleton can pen a verse!<br \/>\nSo while this numbered World we see,<br \/>\nlet&#8217;s sweeten Time with poetry,<br \/>\nand Time, in turn, may sweeten Love<br \/>\nand give us time our love to prove.<br \/>\nYou&#8217;ve praised my eyes, forehead, breast:<br \/>\nyou&#8217;ve all our lives to praise the rest.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>In response to <a href=\"http:\/\/blogs.discovermagazine.com\/cosmicvariance\/2007\/02\/12\/none-i-think-do-there-embrace\/\">Andrew Marvell<\/a>, of course.  Both poems are pretty good, so I&#8217;m reluctant to take sides.  Except:  Annie Finch <a href=\"http:\/\/www.usm.maine.edu\/~afinch\/\">has a blog<\/a>!  Does Andrew Marvell have a blog?  Not to my knowledge, <a href=\"http:\/\/www.google.com\/search?num=50&amp;hl=en&amp;newwindow=1&amp;safe=off&amp;q=%22andrew+marvell%27s+blog%22&amp;btnG=Search\">no<\/a>.  So Finch wins this round.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>We&#8217;re just about to run out of poetry month! Here&#8217;s Annie Finch, to close things out until next year. Sir, I am not a bird of prey: a Lady does not seize the day. I trust that brief Time will unfold our youth, before he makes us old. How could we two write lines of [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[37],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1213","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-words"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/preposterousuniverse.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1213","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/preposterousuniverse.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/preposterousuniverse.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/preposterousuniverse.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/preposterousuniverse.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1213"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/preposterousuniverse.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1213\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/preposterousuniverse.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1213"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/preposterousuniverse.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1213"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/preposterousuniverse.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1213"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}