{"id":1039,"date":"2009-01-20T23:52:31","date_gmt":"2009-01-21T04:52:31","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.silkentent.com\/Trees\/?p=1039"},"modified":"2009-01-21T23:25:41","modified_gmt":"2009-01-22T04:25:41","slug":"todays-sharp-sparkle","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.silkentent.com\/Trees\/?p=1039","title":{"rendered":"Today&#8217;s Sharp Sparkle"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>January 20, 2009<br \/>\nTuesday<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><em>. . . What if the mightiest word is love? . . .<br \/>\nLove that casts a widening pool of light . . .<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>In today&#8217;s sharp sparkle, this winter air,<br \/>\nanything can be made, any sentence begun.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>On the brink, on the brim, on the cusp.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>praise song for walking forward in that light.<br \/>\n<\/em>\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0 \u00e2\u20ac\u201d Elizabeth Alexander, b. 1962<br \/>\n\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0 American poet<\/p>\n<p><strong><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft\" style=\"margin: 5px;\" title=\"NaBloPoMo January 2009\" src=\"http:\/\/www.silkentent.com\/Images\/NaBlo09.01.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"120\" height=\"90\" \/><\/strong>As of today, I am one full week behind on my plan to post every day in 2009. I have a draft or a set of notes for essays about every single day last week,\u00c2\u00a0including a celebration of National Clean Off Your Desk Day, a warning to work-avoiding students who might be tempted to download their workload, and the return of Outlaw Maggy, the Toll Booth Scofflaw, to southern New Jersey. And I&#8217;ll finish them, because it will amuse me to do so and it will help me arrange my ideas in a formal way, the main reason I blog. I&#8217;ll get current and stay current, and fill in the gaps as I go.<\/p>\n<p>But today \u00e2\u20ac\u201d today I had to get current.<\/p>\n<p><a title=\"A Face in the Crowd?\" href=\"http:\/\/www.silkentent.com\/Trees\/?p=355\" target=\"_blank\">Back in November<\/a>, I announced my intention to go to Washington to witness the inauguration of Barack Obama as the forty-fourth president of the United States. I managed to obtain a cheap hotel room in Baltimore near a train station, and I planned to drive to D.C. at the end of the writers&#8217; conference I&#8217;d be attending in New Jersey (unless I was in custody for being a toll booth scofflaw).<\/p>\n<p>I abandoned that idea probably a month ago, after I considered the logistics. I have not the stamina to do so much walking, standing, and waiting. And so I came home yesterday, exhausted from the best workshop experience I have ever had (and, considering some of the terrific workshop experiences I&#8217;ve had, that is saying a lot), and watched the proceedings in the comfort of my own home on my big screen high definition viewing device.<\/p>\n<p>I\u00c2\u00a0spent\u00c2\u00a0the weekend\u00c2\u00a0in an atmosphere swirling with poets and poetry, and even though I was at the conference to work on a prose piece, I must have been affected by the elevated language and the heightened attunement to image that the energy of poets infuses into the air. Because of all the things I saw and heard today, it was <a title=\"Elizabeth Alexander poem\" href=\"http:\/\/www.poets.org\/viewmedia.php\/prmMID\/20545\" target=\"_blank\">the poem<\/a> written by Elizabeth Alexander for this occasion that captured what I am feeling, what has been moving me forward, what I am moving toward in a widening pool of light.<\/p>\n<p>The mightiest word<strong> is<\/strong> love.<\/p>\n<p><em>Take out your pencils. Begin.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em><\/em><\/p>\n<p><em><strong>____________________________<br \/>\n<\/strong>Love it? Hate it? 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On the brink, on the brim, on the cusp. praise song for walking <a href=\"http:\/\/www.silkentent.com\/Trees\/?p=1039\">Continue reading &#8594;<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[2],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1039","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-general"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.silkentent.com\/Trees\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1039","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.silkentent.com\/Trees\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.silkentent.com\/Trees\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.silkentent.com\/Trees\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.silkentent.com\/Trees\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1039"}],"version-history":[{"count":13,"href":"http:\/\/www.silkentent.com\/Trees\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1039\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1048,"href":"http:\/\/www.silkentent.com\/Trees\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1039\/revisions\/1048"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.silkentent.com\/Trees\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1039"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.silkentent.com\/Trees\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1039"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.silkentent.com\/Trees\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1039"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}