{"id":994,"date":"2026-01-06T17:55:37","date_gmt":"2026-01-06T17:55:37","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/bexroden.com\/?p=994"},"modified":"2026-06-25T23:43:02","modified_gmt":"2026-06-25T23:43:02","slug":"holiday-cards","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/bexroden.com\/?p=994","title":{"rendered":"Holiday Cards"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<pre class=\"wp-block-verse\">Scuffing through the kitchen, I stopped to right a slanted card, <br>slipping, as it was, under gravity and magnet. <br>I pulled its corner to a wrinkle-black space, an open patch <br>among the rest, the red and green and gold <br>and seasoned blend of photograph-news: a baby <br>curling into its breath, scraps of gilded glass, a vacancy <br>on the stair-step where a mother once stood <br>beside a couch-full of pajamaed children smiling.<br><br>I was once a child smiling. <br>Once a pajamaed child among a throng of children, <br>my voice rose and fell like theirs, like the wings of sparrows <br>tapping and prodding the pale-pink sky <br>to wake, to rise.<br> <br>My stair-step now is vacant too. <br>Not one but many lost to time and discord <br>and a waning sun, which may yet burn behind the earth <br>but I don\u2019t see it, so busy am I tucking meaning into <br>the folds of my hands, the corners of my eyes, the soles <br>of my faded leather boots.<\/pre>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Scuffing through the kitchen, I stopped to right a slanted card, slipping, as it was, under gravity and magnet. I pulled its corner to a wrinkle-black space, an open patch among the rest, the red and green and gold and seasoned blend of photograph-news: a baby curling into its breath, scraps of gilded glass, a&#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-994","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poems"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/bexroden.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/994","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=994"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/bexroden.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/994\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1053,"href":"https:\/\/bexroden.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/994\/revisions\/1053"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/bexroden.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=994"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bexroden.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=994"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bexroden.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=994"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}