{"id":456,"date":"2010-05-13T22:14:11","date_gmt":"2010-05-13T22:14:11","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/?p=456"},"modified":"2010-05-13T22:19:06","modified_gmt":"2010-05-13T22:19:06","slug":"the-blind-by-sara-teasdale","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/the-blind-by-sara-teasdale\/","title":{"rendered":"The Blind by Sara Teasdale"},"content":{"rendered":"<figure id=\"attachment_457\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-457\" style=\"width: 179px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/05\/Teasdale.gif\"><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-full wp-image-457 lazyload\" title=\"Teasdale\" data-src=\"http:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/05\/Teasdale.gif\" alt=\"\" width=\"179\" height=\"246\" src=\"data:image\/svg+xml;base64,PHN2ZyB3aWR0aD0iMSIgaGVpZ2h0PSIxIiB4bWxucz0iaHR0cDovL3d3dy53My5vcmcvMjAwMC9zdmciPjwvc3ZnPg==\" style=\"--smush-placeholder-width: 179px; --smush-placeholder-aspect-ratio: 179\/246;\" \/><\/a><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-457\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Sara Teasdale (1884-1933)<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">\n<h2>The Blind<\/h2>\n<p>by Sara Teasdale<\/p>\n<p>The birds are all a-building,<br \/>\nThey say the world&#8217;s a-flower,<br \/>\nAnd still I linger lonely<br \/>\nWithin a barren bower.<\/p>\n<p>I weave a web of fancies<br \/>\nOf tears and darkness spun.<br \/>\nHow shall I sing of sunlight<br \/>\nWho never saw the sun?<\/p>\n<p>I hear the pipes a-blowing,<br \/>\nBut yet I may not dance,<br \/>\nI know that Love is passing,<br \/>\nI cannot catch his glance.<\/p>\n<p>And if his voice should call me<br \/>\nAnd I with groping dim<br \/>\nShould reach his place of calling<br \/>\nAnd stretch my arms to him,<\/p>\n<p>The wind would blow between my hands<br \/>\nFor Joy that I shall miss,<br \/>\nThe rain would fall upon my mouth<br \/>\nThat his will never kiss.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The Blind by Sara Teasdale The birds are all a-building, They say the world&#8217;s a-flower, And still I linger lonely Within a barren bower. I weave a web of fancies Of tears and darkness spun. How shall I sing of sunlight Who never saw the sun? I hear the pipes a-blowing, But yet I may&#8230;<\/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":[84,113],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-456","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-1900s","category-teasdale"],"aioseo_notices":[],"amp_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/456","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=456"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/456\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=456"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=456"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=456"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}