{"id":3659,"date":"2011-07-25T21:56:00","date_gmt":"2011-07-25T21:56:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/2011\/07\/25\/i-wish-i-remembered-what-its-like-to-be-happy\/"},"modified":"2011-07-25T21:56:00","modified_gmt":"2011-07-25T21:56:00","slug":"i-wish-i-remembered-what-its-like-to-be-happy","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/2011\/07\/25\/i-wish-i-remembered-what-its-like-to-be-happy\/","title":{"rendered":"I wish I remembered what it&#8217;s like to be happy"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><b>A Hand<\/b><br \/>\n<i>by Jane Hirshfield<\/i><\/p>\n<p>A hand is not four fingers and a thumb.<\/p>\n<p>Nor is it palm and knuckles,<br \/>\nnot ligaments or the fat&#8217;s yellow pillow,<br \/>\nnot tendons, star of the wristbone, meander of veins.<\/p>\n<p>A hand is not the thick thatch of its lines<br \/>\nwith their infinite dramas,<br \/>\nnor what it has written,<br \/>\nnot on the page,<br \/>\nnot on the ecstatic body.<\/p>\n<p>Nor is the hand its meadows of holding, of shaping\u2014<br \/>\nnot sponge of rising yeast-bread,<br \/>\nnot rotor pin&#8217;s smoothness,<br \/>\nnot ink.<\/p>\n<p>The maple&#8217;s green hands do not cup<br \/>\nthe proliferant rain.<br \/>\nWhat empties itself falls into the place that is open.<\/p>\n<p>A hand turned upward holds only a single, transparent question.<\/p>\n<p>Unanswerable, humming like bees, it rises, swarms, departs.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>A Hand by Jane Hirshfield A hand is not four fingers and a thumb. Nor is it palm and knuckles, not ligaments or the fat&#8217;s yellow pillow, not tendons, star of the wristbone, meander of veins. A hand is not the thick thatch of its lines with their infinite dramas, nor what it has written, &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/2011\/07\/25\/i-wish-i-remembered-what-its-like-to-be-happy\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;I wish I remembered what it&#8217;s like to be happy&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[128],"class_list":["post-3659","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized","tag-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3659","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3659"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3659\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3659"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3659"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3659"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}