{"id":5554,"date":"2017-09-18T23:10:48","date_gmt":"2017-09-18T23:10:48","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/gregglory.com\/blastpress\/?p=5554"},"modified":"2023-07-08T10:19:41","modified_gmt":"2023-07-08T10:19:41","slug":"night-night-by-gregg-glory","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/gregglory.com\/blastpress\/posts\/night-night-by-gregg-glory\/","title":{"rendered":"Night, Night by Gregg Glory"},"content":{"rendered":"<style>\n.left-thumbnail img {display: none; }\n<\/style>\n<table cellpadding=\"0\" cellspacing=\"10px\" width=\"760\">\n<tr>\n<td valign=\"top\" width=\"140\">\n\t\t\t<center><br \/>\n\t\t\t<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/zme-caps.amazon.com\/asset\/SSE\/content\/e91f\/7340947\/THUMBNAIL_IMAGE?versionId=18&#038;awsClient=416214191754%3Auser%2FMainsite&#038;urlMethod=GET&#038;expires=31536000000000&#038;requestId=3a03898a-9cc5-11e7-98f3-4b781c46cac0&#038;sig=519820a4997534a352ddb8bffe410f7bcee3200c5336499d9b725620e595287b&#038;serial=1\" alt=\"Night, Night\"><br \/>\n\t\t\t<\/center><br \/>\n\t\t\t<br \/>\n\t\t\t<em><br \/>\n\t\t\t\tList Price:<br \/>\n\t\t\t\t$6.75<\/p>\n<p>\t\t\t<\/em><\/p>\n<p><a class=\"generic_button\" href=\"https:\/\/www.createspace.com\/7340947\">Purchase from CreateSpace<\/a><\/p>\n<p><a class=\"generic_button\" href=\"https:\/\/www.amazon.com\/dp\/B075JKKTVH\">Purchase from Amazon<\/a><\/p>\n<div class=\"field_error\">\n\t\t\t\t<span class=\"field_error\"><\/span>\n\t\t\t<\/div>\n<\/td>\n<td valign=\"top\">\n\t\t\t<br \/>\n\t\t\t<\/b><br \/>\nFROM THE INTRO:<\/p>\n<p>Our legs look broken when light bends them in the swimming pool.  Once our heads are under, immersed in the experience of wetness, the illusion disappears.  Our legs are restored to us in their wholeness, where they can be repurposed as impromptu fins to propel us elsewhere.  Which of these sets of legs are our \u201creal\u201d legs?  The broken set, the restored set, or the Aquaman set? <\/p>\n<p>Entering a poem is like entering that other, underwater world.  We are restored to a wholeness the pain of life and its deceptions has convinced us is missing. But, we can only hold our breaths so long before our imaginations burst!  And still we go down like clockwork into the dark otherwhere of metaphor, easing past the shallow end of simile, our imaginations and lungs aching.  However dangerous the journey, we will not be denied our diving, our entry into depths.<\/p>\n<p>The act of writing is a way for poets to break the surface tension, to transform and explore with all of their sets of legs at the same time\u2014water-skimmer and octopus at once.  The act of, not just imagining, but creating the distortion of a written record, a pool for others to enter, is part of the mystery.  This writing things down, however, is not what may be called a clarification; that\u2019s a mistake many neopyhte divers make, arriving back at the deck of their exploration vessel with the bends.<\/p>\n<p>\t\t\t\tFROM &quot;Among the Whales&quot;<\/p>\n<p>Down came the feathered <br \/>Waters, the bowing plumes  <br \/>Of drum majors among us <br \/>Dancing a disparate rhythm <br \/>On the slick deck.<\/p>\n<p>And it was hot, hot as a kiss,<br \/>Hot as blood the spume spray<br \/>Splatting about us in blots<br \/>Viscid as afterbirth, <br \/>And we grinned like kids <br \/>Shamelessly running, running<br \/>Through tumescent sprinklers- <br \/>No awe, no shame at all in all that <br \/>Fantastic whiteness blown <br \/>Hissing around us.          *<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<div class=\"data_dictionary\" id=\"book_estore_details\">\n<dl>\n<dt>Publication Date:<\/dt>\n<dd>Jul 04 2017<\/dd>\n<dt>ISBN\/EAN13:<\/dt>\n<dd>1548801348 \/ 9781548801342<\/dd>\n<dt>Page Count:<\/dt>\n<dd>134<\/dd>\n<dt>Binding Type:<\/dt>\n<dd>US Trade Paper<\/dd>\n<dt>Trim Size:<\/dt>\n<dd>5.06&quot; x 7.81&quot;<\/dd>\n<dt>Language:<\/dt>\n<dd>English<\/dd>\n<dt>Color:<\/dt>\n<dd>Black and White<\/dd>\n<dt>Related Categories:<\/dt>\n<dd>Poetry \/ American \/ General<\/dd>\n<\/dl><\/div>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/table>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>From the intro: Our legs look broken when light bends them in the swimming pool.  Once our heads are under, immersed in the experience of wetness, the illusion disappears.  Our legs are restored to us in their wholeness, where they can be repurposed as impromptu fins to propel us elsewhere.  Which of these sets of legs are our \u201creal\u201d legs?  The broken set, the restored set, or the Aquaman set?<br \/>\nEntering a poem is like entering that other, underwater world.  The act of writing is a way for poets to break the surface tension, to transform and explore with all of their sets of legs at the same time\u2014water-skimmer and octopus at once.  The act of, not just imagining, but creating the distortion of a written record, a pool for others to enter, is part of the mystery.  This writing things down, however, is not what may be called a clarification; that\u2019s a mistake many neophyte divers make, arriving back at the deck of their exploration vessel with the bends.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1001002,"featured_media":5557,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[403],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-5554","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-blast-press","category-403-id","post-seq-1","post-parity-odd","meta-position-corners","fix"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/gregglory.com\/blastpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5554","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/gregglory.com\/blastpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/gregglory.com\/blastpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gregglory.com\/blastpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1001002"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gregglory.com\/blastpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=5554"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/gregglory.com\/blastpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5554\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":7372,"href":"https:\/\/gregglory.com\/blastpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5554\/revisions\/7372"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gregglory.com\/blastpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/5557"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/gregglory.com\/blastpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=5554"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gregglory.com\/blastpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=5554"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gregglory.com\/blastpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=5554"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}