{"id":5059,"date":"2012-04-01T00:10:40","date_gmt":"2012-04-01T05:10:40","guid":{"rendered":"\/nashvillereview\/?p=5059"},"modified":"2015-02-16T12:24:45","modified_gmt":"2015-02-16T18:24:45","slug":"this-is-siren-country","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/archives\/5059","title":{"rendered":"This Is Siren Country"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Once you were as empty as a wind-filled sail,<br \/>\nbut you\u2019ll never fall asleep again. You are welcome.<\/p>\n<p>All summer, the sun is bolted to a red wheel. It breaks<br \/>\nthrough a cloud\u2019s belly, radiant, surgical, salt<\/p>\n<p>nets spreading on every man\u2019s shoulder. It is so good<br \/>\neverybody lies down. Nobody rests. All say <em>Hail<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em> <\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>to roots of my flesh, this weather to die for<\/em>. Come and go<br \/>\nin the bedrooms like water, the old sleeplessness of<\/p>\n<p>a body\u2019s red sky\u2014signal after signal plays off skin,<br \/>\nrounds the corner of a knee, all pupils lit from behind<\/p>\n<p>as a morning. Soon we set a calendar of bacchanals.<br \/>\nWe set a pace we cannot follow and we follow once<\/p>\n<p>again starved. Again a sigil that starts in the marrow.<br \/>\nAgain a nameless daughter, sampling the black stripe<\/p>\n<p>on a roasted heart, velvet and severe. Again speech.<br \/>\n<em>Hail to every body, swollen as a sail, tied in knots<\/em>.<\/p>\n<p>And hail to the mother and father you never knew<br \/>\nwe had. To you, no generation walked on water<\/p>\n<p>before us, but we sing down the family tree and cast<br \/>\noriginal seed. We are armada. We are cannon. You<\/p>\n<p>are in a land of mythic heart, where want comes<br \/>\nto pass as real. Believe it like a christ, a cross\u2014<\/p>\n<p><em>This is called a harbor. This is a safe<br \/>\nthat won\u2019t sink with your secret into a wet bed.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em> <\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>The past cannot touch you. O hail your harvest gaze.<\/em><br \/>\nLove the great butcher kept us flesh as hell, diving<\/p>\n<p>for dark terrain, but who can swim with open arms?<br \/>\n<em>It is good to be unafraid of death<\/em>, we say, crawling<\/p>\n<p>high through a hot wave of weeds. Come, we swear<br \/>\nyou will rise in fields again, ears raw, burst with grain.<\/p>\n<h6><a href=\"\/nashvillereview\/archives\/5139\">Lo Kwa Mei-en<\/a><\/h6>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Once you were as empty as a wind-filled sail, but you\u2019ll never fall asleep again. You are welcome. All summer, the sun is bolted to a red wheel. It breaks through a cloud\u2019s belly, radiant, surgical, salt nets spreading on every man\u2019s shoulder. It is so good everybody lies down. Nobody rests. All say Hail [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":22,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"spay_email":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_is_tweetstorm":false},"categories":[10],"tags":[25],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p6Jypy-1jB","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5059"}],"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\/22"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=5059"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5059\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":10273,"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5059\/revisions\/10273"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=5059"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=5059"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=5059"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}