{"id":866,"date":"2024-10-26T01:03:04","date_gmt":"2024-10-26T01:03:04","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/bexroden.com\/?p=866"},"modified":"2025-08-26T21:19:58","modified_gmt":"2025-08-26T21:19:58","slug":"reckoning","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/bexroden.com\/?p=866","title":{"rendered":"Reckoning"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<blockquote class=\"wp-block-quote is-layout-flow wp-block-quote-is-layout-flow\">\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cHave you reckon\u2019d <br>the earth much?\u201d<br><\/p>\n<cite>\u2013 Walt Whitman<\/cite><\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n<pre class=\"wp-block-verse\">I used to lay in the grass<br>waiting for bugs <br>to traverse my limbs<br><br>to feel their tiny rapid tread<br>on my skin<br><br>lift my head and<br>count the stripes on their backs<br>the dots on their underbellies<br><br>catch their gaze <br>for a moment\u2014<br><br>perhaps it was to feel,<br>to venture I belonged <br>in their world.<br><br>Here in these grey halls<br>the urge finds me again<br><br>not so I can wait for tiny<br>legs to cross my arms<br><br>but so I can feel.<br><br>To press my face <br>into the earth until <br>my skin begins to sink <br>beneath the folds of grass  <br><br>to push my fingers like claws <br>into the tangled growth until <br>they reach the end of things.<br><br>No one lies <br>with their face to the earth <br>unless\u2014<br><br>unless to know what it is <br>to be one with it<br><\/pre>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>\u201cHave you reckon\u2019d the earth much?\u201d \u2013 Walt Whitman I used to lay in the grasswaiting for bugs to traverse my limbsto feel their tiny rapid treadon my skinlift my head andcount the stripes on their backsthe dots on their underbelliescatch their gaze for a moment\u2014perhaps it was to feel,to venture I belonged in their&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"nf_dc_page":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[3],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-866","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poems"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/bexroden.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/866","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/bexroden.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/bexroden.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bexroden.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bexroden.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=866"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/bexroden.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/866\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":939,"href":"https:\/\/bexroden.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/866\/revisions\/939"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/bexroden.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=866"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bexroden.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=866"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bexroden.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=866"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}