{"id":2037,"date":"2013-10-29T01:29:06","date_gmt":"2013-10-29T01:29:06","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/?p=2037"},"modified":"2017-07-11T22:47:35","modified_gmt":"2017-07-11T22:47:35","slug":"goldfish-brian-wake","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/goldfish-brian-wake\/","title":{"rendered":"Goldfish by Brian Wake"},"content":{"rendered":"<figure id=\"attachment_2039\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-2039\" style=\"width: 300px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/10\/fish.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-2039 lazyload\" data-src=\"http:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/10\/fish-300x195.jpg\" alt=\"Fish by Jim Sholes\" width=\"300\" height=\"195\" data-srcset=\"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/10\/fish-300x195.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/10\/fish-1024x667.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/10\/fish.jpg 1085w\" data-sizes=\"(max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" src=\"data:image\/svg+xml;base64,PHN2ZyB3aWR0aD0iMSIgaGVpZ2h0PSIxIiB4bWxucz0iaHR0cDovL3d3dy53My5vcmcvMjAwMC9zdmciPjwvc3ZnPg==\" style=\"--smush-placeholder-width: 300px; --smush-placeholder-aspect-ratio: 300\/195;\" \/><\/a><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-2039\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Fish by Jim Sholes<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<h1 style=\"text-align: center;\">Goldfish<\/h1>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">by Brian Wake<\/p>\n<p>He taps, each morning, on the glass.<br \/>\nI play the fish and dash my skull<br \/>\nagainst the bowl to demonstrate<br \/>\nan understanding of the indeterminable<br \/>\nlines of little choice.<\/p>\n<p>I try to think that there exists<br \/>\nthe perfect possibility of happiness,<br \/>\nand swim to please him, swim to cheer<br \/>\nhim up, and also, if the truth were known,<br \/>\nto wear my way out of the bowl.<\/p>\n<p>At breakfast he will contemplate<br \/>\nthe pattern of his day. A man, he&#8217;ll say,<br \/>\nmight find that he is living upside down,<br \/>\noutside the boundaries of love,<br \/>\nand, with his head set firmly in a book<br \/>\nor goldfish bowl, consider separation<br \/>\nas a kiss of glass between us all.<\/p>\n<p>What kind of love is this, I think. We meet<br \/>\nby inference and neither ever sharing space<br \/>\nthe same and neither ever able to embrace.<\/p>\n<p>###<br \/>\nUK (Liverpool) born Brian Wake has published eight books of poetry over some forty years. He has been published in literary magazines and journals all over the world and has had work broadcast on radio and television for many years. His latest book is ETCETERA &#8211; New &amp; Selected Poems (published by Headland Publications in 2011).<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>UK (Liverpool) born Brian Wake has published eight books of poetry over some forty years. He has been published in literary magazines and journals all over<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","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":[408],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2037","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-nature-poems"],"aioseo_notices":[],"amp_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2037","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=2037"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2037\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2037"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2037"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2037"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}