{"id":6658,"date":"2013-08-01T00:00:40","date_gmt":"2013-08-01T05:00:40","guid":{"rendered":"\/nashvillereview\/?p=6658"},"modified":"2015-02-12T12:31:23","modified_gmt":"2015-02-12T18:31:23","slug":"corn","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/archives\/6658","title":{"rendered":"Corn"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>John, the rows of corn are ripe, or almost<br \/>\nnow are ready to be<br \/>\nbrought down. Four Augusts late,<\/p>\n<p>I understand their hanging<br \/>\nto the side, and of course, behind<br \/>\nyour father&#8217;s house. You&#8217;d have to know<\/p>\n<p>about his grain<br \/>\nto guess at the muffled presence. Undisturbed<br \/>\nby deer, or the fox your father shot<\/p>\n<p>(stooping first to mask his cuffs<br \/>\nwith feral piss), the hidden stalks were pressed,<br \/>\nand put out, were wooded with cobs. Ten<\/p>\n<p>ruined birds went bad in those rows, before<br \/>\none wild thing got to them, I&#8217;ll bet. But the yield,<br \/>\nJohn, wasn&#8217;t human. You said that<\/p>\n<p>cows would eat from the body<br \/>\nof the plot. Still, three lines drop<br \/>\nfor the family scythe. First son. Open your hand.<\/p>\n<p>Your inheritance is fodder. Tell<br \/>\nyour bedazzled, blond brothers:<br \/>\nWho is your unveiled bride?<\/p>\n<h6><a href=\"\/nashvillereview\/archives\/6632\">Susan Comninos<\/a><\/h6>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>John, the rows of corn are ripe, or almost now are ready to be brought down. Four Augusts late, I understand their hanging to the side, and of course, behind your father&#8217;s house. You&#8217;d have to know about his grain to guess at the muffled presence. Undisturbed by deer, or the fox your father shot [&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":[16],"tags":[25],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/s6Jypy-corn","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6658"}],"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=6658"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6658\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":10085,"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6658\/revisions\/10085"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=6658"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=6658"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=6658"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}