{"id":9112,"date":"2005-09-07T10:34:53","date_gmt":"2005-09-07T15:34:53","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blogs.discovermagazine.com\/cosmicvariance\/2005\/09\/07\/blackbird\/"},"modified":"2005-09-07T10:34:53","modified_gmt":"2005-09-07T15:34:53","slug":"blackbird","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/preposterousuniverse.com\/blog\/2005\/09\/07\/blackbird\/","title":{"rendered":"Blackbird"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>By <a href=\"http:\/\/www.poets.org\/poet.php\/prmPID\/343\">Adam Zagajewski<\/a>.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>A blackbird sat on the TV antenna<br \/>\nand sang a gentle, jazzy tune.<br \/>\nWhom have you lost, I asked, what do you mourn?<br \/>\nI&#8217;m taking leave of those who&#8217;ve gone, the blackbird said,<br \/>\nI&#8217;m parting with the day (its eyes and lashes),<br \/>\nI mourn a girl who lived in Thrace,<br \/>\nyou wouldn&#8217;t know her.<br \/>\nI&#8217;m sorry for the willow, killed by frost.<br \/>\nI weep, since all things pass and alter<br \/>\nand return, but always in a different form.<br \/>\nMy narrow throat can barely hold<br \/>\nthe grief, despair, delight, and pride<br \/>\noccasioned by such sweeping transformations.<br \/>\nA funeral cortege passes up ahead,<br \/>\nthe same each evening, there, on the horizon&#8217;s thread.<br \/>\nEveryone&#8217;s there, I see them all and bid farewell.<br \/>\nI see the swords, hats, kerchiefs, and bare feet,<br \/>\nguns, blood, and ink.  They walk slowly<br \/>\nand vanish in the river mist, on the right bank.<br \/>\nI say goodbye to them and you and the light,<br \/>\nand then I greet the night, since I serve her&#8211;<br \/>\nand black silks, black powers.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>By Adam Zagajewski. A blackbird sat on the TV antenna and sang a gentle, jazzy tune. Whom have you lost, I asked, what do you mourn? I&#8217;m taking leave of those who&#8217;ve gone, the blackbird said, I&#8217;m parting with the day (its eyes and lashes), I mourn a girl who lived in Thrace, you wouldn&#8217;t [&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-9112","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\/9112","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=9112"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/preposterousuniverse.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9112\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/preposterousuniverse.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=9112"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/preposterousuniverse.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=9112"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/preposterousuniverse.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=9112"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}