{"id":12460,"date":"2015-12-04T06:00:51","date_gmt":"2015-12-04T12:00:51","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/?p=12460"},"modified":"2015-12-04T06:00:51","modified_gmt":"2015-12-04T12:00:51","slug":"holiday-song","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/archives\/12460","title":{"rendered":"Holiday Song"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Now the lights coiled white in dogwood trees, now the graying father at the door,<br \/>\nnow the wooden angels on the walls.<\/p>\n<p>Now the suitcase in the childhood room, now the glow stars dead on the ceiling,<br \/>\nnow the dog that barks at nothing.<\/p>\n<p>Now the forsythia shedding its opposite leaves, now the sky lifting its hoary lid,<br \/>\nnow the cardinal blushing the maple.<\/p>\n<p>Now the groceries in unfamiliar places, now the bent faces on the refrigerator door,<br \/>\nnow the recipe unfolded like a prayer.<\/p>\n<p>Now the cornbread casserole between us, now the empty hands unclasped,<br \/>\nnow the wine without its blood.<\/p>\n<p>Now the sleepless midnight, now the firewood breaking down black and white,<br \/>\nnow the glass burning.<\/p>\n<p>Now the Sunday morning under sleep, now the mother&#8217;s song outside my door,<br \/>\nnow the hymns a half-step down<br \/>\nfrom what I remember.<\/p>\n<h6><a href=\"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/archives\/12427\">Danielle Weeks<\/a><\/h6>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Now the lights coiled white in dogwood trees, now the graying father at the door, now the wooden angels on the walls. Now the suitcase in the childhood room, now the glow stars dead on the ceiling, now the dog that barks at nothing. Now the forsythia shedding its opposite leaves, now the sky lifting [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":354,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"spay_email":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_is_tweetstorm":false},"categories":[46],"tags":[25],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p6Jypy-3eY","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12460"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/354"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=12460"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12460\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":12461,"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12460\/revisions\/12461"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=12460"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=12460"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=12460"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}