{"id":7828,"date":"2024-05-26T15:13:45","date_gmt":"2024-05-26T22:13:45","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/caitlinhicks.com\/wordpress\/?p=7828"},"modified":"2024-05-26T15:22:27","modified_gmt":"2024-05-26T22:22:27","slug":"the-day-the-may","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/caitlinhicks.com\/wordpress\/the-day-the-may\/","title":{"rendered":"The day, the May"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Bragging anniversaries<\/p>\n<p>counted up: ten years? Twenty years?<\/p>\n<p>repeat<\/p>\n<p>Another ordinary day when someone was born<\/p>\n<p>and close by that annoying song everyone chants in unison<\/p>\n<p>with candles lighting up their smiling faces,<\/p>\n<p>the burning single fire<\/p>\n<p>perched atop seven minute frosting<\/p>\n<p>lit for ceremony<\/p>\n<p>da da da da, dear so and so,<\/p>\n<p>da da da daaa to you<\/p>\n<p>Before you can count them<\/p>\n<p>another chalks itself up<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/caitlinhicks.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/05\/Garden-in-spring-4.jpg\"><img fetchpriority=\"high\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-7322\" src=\"https:\/\/caitlinhicks.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/05\/Garden-in-spring-4.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"720\" height=\"540\" srcset=\"https:\/\/caitlinhicks.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/05\/Garden-in-spring-4.jpg 720w, https:\/\/caitlinhicks.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/05\/Garden-in-spring-4-600x450.jpg 600w, https:\/\/caitlinhicks.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/05\/Garden-in-spring-4-300x225.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 720px) 100vw, 720px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Now May evaporates<\/p>\n<p>with the stillness of birdsound missing<\/p>\n<p>The buzzing of sharp machines fill the void<\/p>\n<p>Compared to two years ago, before the fire<\/p>\n<p>they used to swarm<\/p>\n<p>I used to panic and smash the huge ants<\/p>\n<p>dragging around a black segment full of yellow pudding<\/p>\n<p>There was always a hot day in May<\/p>\n<p>when they descended, their wings shorn,<\/p>\n<p>looking for the cool wet wood<\/p>\n<p>to lay their eggs<\/p>\n<p>but now<\/p>\n<p>Insects are so few they\u2019re now individuals<\/p>\n<p>I can count the bees on the buds<\/p>\n<p>The plants arching up straight towards May sunshine<\/p>\n<p>the ducks already spent with flapping and quacking<\/p>\n<p>embarrassment gestures after he mounts her<\/p>\n<p>now she perches somewhere<\/p>\n<p>staring into the bushes<\/p>\n<p>a sitting duck<\/p>\n<p>her eggs under her<\/p>\n<p>she\u2019s still fertile she still has it<\/p>\n<p>Imagine<\/p>\n<p>wanting<\/p>\n<p>the bleeding<\/p>\n<p>the cramping<\/p>\n<p>the destiny<\/p>\n<p>Now the day<\/p>\n<p>the May<\/p>\n<p>slips through the stillness of morning sun<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Bragging anniversaries counted up: ten years? Twenty years? repeat Another ordinary day when someone was born and close by that annoying song everyone chants in unison with candles lighting up their smiling faces, the burning single fire perched atop seven minute frosting lit for ceremony da da da da, dear so and so, da da [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":7832,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[8],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-7828","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-pondering-the-brilliance-of-existence"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/caitlinhicks.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7828","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/caitlinhicks.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/caitlinhicks.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/caitlinhicks.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/caitlinhicks.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=7828"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/caitlinhicks.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7828\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":7838,"href":"https:\/\/caitlinhicks.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7828\/revisions\/7838"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/caitlinhicks.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/7832"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/caitlinhicks.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=7828"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/caitlinhicks.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=7828"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/caitlinhicks.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=7828"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}