{"id":65423,"date":"2021-04-06T14:35:15","date_gmt":"2021-04-06T14:35:15","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.imhd.nl\/log\/?p=65423"},"modified":"2021-04-11T08:02:51","modified_gmt":"2021-04-11T08:02:51","slug":"sand-dabs-seven","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.imhd.nl\/log\/sand-dabs-seven\/","title":{"rendered":"sand dabs, seven"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>There is no pencil in the world that doesn&#8217;t have the ability to strike out as well as to instigate. It&#8217;s best to wirte, to begin with, generously.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>If tone is wrong, nothing is right.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Lassitude in the heart puts lassitude on the page.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The sun has a working schedule, and the snow, and the birds, and every green leaf. Perhaps you should have one too.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>No matter how cunning the sentence, it is impossible to hide the pique.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Some writing should be set aside and forgotten. Maybe it needed more salt and pepper. Or, maybe, less.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Too many words, even  the right words, can kill the poem.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Sometimes you will feel, like nothing else, the sweet, electric drowse of creation.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>But sometimes you must bear the failure of labor to its anticipated result.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Plain as a needle a poem may be, or opulent as the shell of the channeled whelk, or the face of the lily, it matters not; it is a ceremony of words, a story, a prayer, an invitation, a flow of words that reaches out and, hopefully, without being real in the way that the least incident is real, is able to stir in the reader a real response. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>[Look for Channeled Whelks. Look for one that is on the move. \u2013 ID]<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Above all, take a chance. Sing, like blood going down the vain.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>Long Life (2004)<\/em>, Mary Oliver<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>There is no pencil in the world that doesn&#8217;t have the ability to strike out as well as to instigate. It&#8217;s best to wirte, to begin with, generously. If tone is wrong, nothing is right. Lassitude in the heart puts lassitude on the page. The sun has a working schedule, and the snow, and the<a href=\"https:\/\/www.imhd.nl\/log\/sand-dabs-seven\/\" class=\"read-more\">Read more &raquo;<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3456,18,122],"tags":[4173,4172],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.imhd.nl\/log\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/65423"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.imhd.nl\/log\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.imhd.nl\/log\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.imhd.nl\/log\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.imhd.nl\/log\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=65423"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.imhd.nl\/log\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/65423\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":65424,"href":"https:\/\/www.imhd.nl\/log\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/65423\/revisions\/65424"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.imhd.nl\/log\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=65423"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.imhd.nl\/log\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=65423"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.imhd.nl\/log\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=65423"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}