{"id":597,"date":"2004-05-07T07:18:19","date_gmt":"2004-05-07T15:18:19","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/maganda.org\/wordpress\/?p=597"},"modified":"2004-05-07T07:18:19","modified_gmt":"2004-05-07T15:18:19","slug":"poem-in-your-pocket-week-day-5","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/maganda.org\/wordpress\/2004\/05\/07\/poem-in-your-pocket-week-day-5\/","title":{"rendered":"Poem In Your Pocket Week: Day 5"},"content":{"rendered":"<table width=\"100%\" cellspacing=\"0\" cellpadding=\"20\" bgcolor=\"#eeeeee\">\n<tr>\n<td><strong>Forgetfulness<\/strong>The name of the author is the first to go<br \/>\nfollowed obediently by the title, the plot,<br \/>\nthe heartbreaking conclusion, the entire novel<br \/>\nwhich suddenly becomes one you have never read,<br \/>\nnever even heard of,<\/p>\n<p>as if, one by one, the memories you used to harbor<br \/>\ndecided to retire to the southern hemisphere of the brain,<br \/>\nto a little fishing village where there are no phones.<\/p>\n<p>Long ago you kissed the names of the nine Muses goodbye<br \/>\nand watched the quadratic equation pack its bag,<br \/>\nand even now as you memorize the order of the planets,<\/p>\n<p>something else is slipping away, a state flower perhaps,<br \/>\nthe address of an uncle, the capital of Paraguay.<\/p>\n<p>Whatever it is you are struggling to remember,<br \/>\nit is not poised on the tip of your tongue,<br \/>\nnot even lurking in some obscure corner of your spleen.<\/p>\n<p>It has floated away down a dark mythological river<br \/>\nwhose name begins with an L as far as you can recall,<br \/>\nwell on your own way to oblivion where you will join those<br \/>\nwho have even forgotten how to swim and how to ride a bicycle.<\/p>\n<p>No wonder you rise in the middle of the night<br \/>\nto look up the date of a famous battle in a book on war.<br \/>\nNo wonder the moon in the window seems to have drifted<br \/>\nout of a love poem that you used to know by heart.<\/p>\n<p><em>&#8211;Billy Collins<!--one of my favorite writers, so favorite that i had a tough time picking one poem. maybe it should be billy collins in your pocket week?--><\/em><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/table>\n<div align=\"right\"><a href=\"\/2004\/05\/03\/poem-in-your-pocket-week-introduction\/\">What&#8217;s Poem in Your Pocket Week?<\/a><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>ForgetfulnessThe name of the author is the first to go followed obediently by the title, the plot, the heartbreaking conclusion, the entire novel which suddenly becomes one you have never read, never even heard of, as if, one by one, the memories you used to harbor decided to retire to the southern hemisphere of the [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[5],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/maganda.org\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/597"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/maganda.org\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/maganda.org\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/maganda.org\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/maganda.org\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=597"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/maganda.org\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/597\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/maganda.org\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=597"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/maganda.org\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=597"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/maganda.org\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=597"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}