{"id":973,"date":"2011-05-10T22:16:07","date_gmt":"2011-05-10T22:16:07","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/?p=973"},"modified":"2011-05-10T22:16:07","modified_gmt":"2011-05-10T22:16:07","slug":"the-honey-room-by-donal-mahoney","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/the-honey-room-by-donal-mahoney\/","title":{"rendered":"The Honey Room by Donal Mahoney"},"content":{"rendered":"<figure id=\"attachment_974\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-974\" style=\"width: 267px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/05\/don.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-974 lazyload\" title=\"don\" data-src=\"http:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/05\/don-267x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"267\" height=\"300\" data-srcset=\"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/05\/don-267x300.jpg 267w, https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/05\/don.jpg 443w\" data-sizes=\"(max-width: 267px) 100vw, 267px\" src=\"data:image\/svg+xml;base64,PHN2ZyB3aWR0aD0iMSIgaGVpZ2h0PSIxIiB4bWxucz0iaHR0cDovL3d3dy53My5vcmcvMjAwMC9zdmciPjwvc3ZnPg==\" style=\"--smush-placeholder-width: 267px; --smush-placeholder-aspect-ratio: 267\/300;\" \/><\/a><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-974\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Donal Mahoney<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<h1 style=\"text-align: center;\">The Honey Room<\/h1>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">by Donal Mahoney<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Brother Al, in his hood,<br \/>\nis out in his field<br \/>\nmaking love to his bees.<br \/>\nFrom my room I can see him<br \/>\nmove through his hives<br \/>\nthe way people should move<br \/>\namong people.<br \/>\nThe bees give him gold and the gold<br \/>\nturns orange in the jars<br \/>\nthat he sells in a room<br \/>\nnear the door of the abbey.<br \/>\nThe Honey Room, everyone calls it.<br \/>\nBesides Brother Al, only I<br \/>\ngo into that room full of honey.<br \/>\nI go in there and bend<br \/>\nand look through the jars<br \/>\non the shelves and the sills<br \/>\ntill there in the orange I see Sue<br \/>\nstanding straight<br \/>\nin a field of her own<br \/>\nwith a smile<br \/>\nfor our garland of children.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Donal Mahoney, a native of Chicago, lives in St. Louis, Missouri. His<br \/>\npoems have appeared in print and online in North America, Europe,<br \/>\nAsia and Africa.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; The Honey Room by Donal Mahoney &nbsp; Brother Al, in his hood, is out in his field making love to his bees. From my room I can see him move through his hives the way people should move among people. The bees give him gold and the gold turns orange in the jars that&#8230;<\/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":[123],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-973","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-123"],"aioseo_notices":[],"amp_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/973","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=973"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/973\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=973"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=973"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=973"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}