{"id":113,"date":"2010-01-27T01:19:09","date_gmt":"2010-01-27T01:19:09","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/?p=113"},"modified":"2017-07-11T04:16:44","modified_gmt":"2017-07-11T04:16:44","slug":"when-i-was-a-bird-katherine-mansfield","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/when-i-was-a-bird-katherine-mansfield\/","title":{"rendered":"When I was a Bird–Katherine Mansfield"},"content":{"rendered":"

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\nI climbed up the karaka tree
\nInto a nest all made of leaves
\nBut soft as feathers.
\nI made up a song that went on singing all by itself
\nAnd hadn’t any words, but got sad at the end.
\nThere were daisies in the grass under the tree.
\nI said just to try them:
\n“I’ll bite off your heads and give them to my little
\nchildren to eat.”
\nBut they didn’t believe I was a bird;
\nThey stayed quite open.
\nThe sky was like a blue nest with white feathers
\nAnd the sun was the mother bird keeping it warm.
\nThat’s what my song said: though it hadn’t any words.
\nLittle Brother came up the patch, wheeling his barrow.
\nI made my dress into wings and kept very quiet.
\nThen when he was quite near I said: “Sweet, sweet!”
\nFor a moment he looked quite startled;
\nThen he said: “Pooh, you’re not a bird; I can see
\nyour legs.”
\nBut the daisies didn’t really matter,
\nAnd Little Brother didn’t really matter;
\nI felt just like a bird.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Kathleen Mansfield Murry was born in 1888 and died in 1923. Prominent in the modernist movement as a short fiction writing, her poetry is lesser know. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"_uf_show_specific_survey":0,"_uf_disable_surveys":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[4,414,408],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-113","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-1800s","category-classic-poems","category-nature-poems"],"aioseo_notices":[],"amp_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/113","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=113"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/113\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=113"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=113"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=113"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}