{"id":95,"date":"2005-04-27T07:52:00","date_gmt":"2005-04-27T14:52:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.preposterousuniverse.com\/blog\/capricious-squirming-turgid-universe\/"},"modified":"2005-04-27T07:52:00","modified_gmt":"2005-04-27T14:52:00","slug":"capricious-squirming-turgid-universe","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/preposterousuniverse.com\/blog\/2005\/04\/27\/capricious-squirming-turgid-universe\/","title":{"rendered":"Capricious squirming turgid universe"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>As poetry month screeches to a conclusion, we present a special treat: a poem (if it deserves the designation) actually written by me. This is a sonnet constructed from the magnetic poetry kits on my refrigerator years ago, which I found simply too priceless to allow to slide into oblivion. You might think that some of these words aren&#8217;t part of the standard magnetic-poetry collection, but I had the <a href=\"http:\/\/www.magneticpoetry.com\/detail.asp?PRODUCT_ID=3130\">pretentious pedant<\/a> expander kit (naturally).<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>   I listen morning unrequited dark<br \/>  remember deft temerity perhaps<br \/>  drink coffee a brazen prisoner verbose<br \/>  abide concrete to conquer gilded breath<\/p>\n<p>  capricious squirming turgid universe<br \/>  spurns our secret salient desire<br \/>  above an arid circle chaste and stiff<br \/>  the sky impugns my torpid poetry<\/p>\n<p>  bring once your laughing bleeding ocean dance<br \/>  ephemeral translucent liquid zeal<br \/>  linger cold champagne ferocious ice<br \/>  mere dazzle almost naked warm repose<\/p>\n<p>    why was that open eye haunted with guile<br \/>    when will this blushing word learn to avail<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>Okay, so I was a bit too slavishly iambic, but happily made little attempt to rhyme.  Enjoy it, this won&#8217;t be a regular feature.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>As poetry month screeches to a conclusion, we present a special treat: a poem (if it deserves the designation) actually written by me. This is a sonnet constructed from the magnetic poetry kits on my refrigerator years ago, which I found simply too priceless to allow to slide into oblivion. You might think that some [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-95","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-miscellany"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/preposterousuniverse.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/95","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=95"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/preposterousuniverse.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/95\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/preposterousuniverse.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=95"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/preposterousuniverse.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=95"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/preposterousuniverse.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=95"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}