{"id":15481,"date":"2019-08-01T01:00:10","date_gmt":"2019-08-01T06:00:10","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/?p=15481"},"modified":"2019-08-01T01:39:13","modified_gmt":"2019-08-01T06:39:13","slug":"external","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/archives\/15481","title":{"rendered":"External"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: center\"><i>A poem by Vicente Huidobro, translated from the Spanish by Jonathan Simkins.<\/i><\/p>\n<p>Trees walled off from the adventure<br \/>\nTrees quarantined from the crestfallen lamp<br \/>\nThe lighthouses of living skin in yesterday\u2019s roses<br \/>\nThe icon of the pilgrim\u2019s journey<br \/>\nMy spirit is a legend of the ages<br \/>\nIt scorns the stable house and the star\u2019s cold iron<\/p>\n<p>Others seek to crown a leper king<br \/>\nA glory of the domes of marble in the night of time<br \/>\nThunder of the labyrinth of lascivious clouds<br \/>\nNo one escapes their lures<br \/>\nEvery tongue will hail the earth and its mountains<\/p>\n<p>I have created flesh and tears<br \/>\nI have created light and the abyss<br \/>\nI have sung the harmonies<br \/>\nAt the wet crest of tenderness and violence<br \/>\nWhere the air of the eternal begins<\/p>\n<p>No breath makes the day go forth<br \/>\nNo hand turns the wheel of night<br \/>\nThe stars of the great sages<br \/>\nBleed the song of the waters dry<br \/>\nThe will moves closer to death<br \/>\nThe gods exact their toll<br \/>\nIn the avenues of leviathans<br \/>\nThe sounds of death fade<br \/>\nFrom the paths of the leaves<br \/>\nThe eyes of death close<br \/>\nOn the evening\u2019s passage<br \/>\nThe long wait comes to an end<br \/>\nAnd a noise of skeletons clatters at the bottom of the river<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<h6><a href=\"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/archives\/15487\">VICENTE HUIDOBRO &amp; JONATHAN SIMKINS<\/a><\/h6>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>A poem by Vicente Huidobro, translated from the Spanish by Jonathan Simkins. Trees walled off from the adventure Trees quarantined from the crestfallen lamp The lighthouses of living skin in yesterday\u2019s roses The icon of the pilgrim\u2019s journey My spirit is a legend of the ages It scorns the stable house and the star\u2019s cold [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2041,"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":[59],"tags":[36],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/s6Jypy-external","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15481"}],"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\/2041"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=15481"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15481\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":15497,"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15481\/revisions\/15497"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=15481"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=15481"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=15481"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}