responsive-lightbox domain was triggered too early. This is usually an indicator for some code in the plugin or theme running too early. Translations should be loaded at the init action or later. Please see Debugging in WordPress for more information. (This message was added in version 6.7.0.) in /home/sundre5/ducts.sundresspublications.com/content/wp-includes/functions.php on line 6114\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n Letter<\/strong><\/p>\n The Hawaiian woman You can no longer gather those shells But the Japanese fisherman, A wave slaps the shore, You say you won\u2019t be back, I send you this piece of ocean \u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n What Grandmother Murmurs at Her Husband\u2019s Grave<\/strong><\/p>\n She sweeps the unswept stone; scours the tall flower jars clean; for fresh blooms. Torch ginger, orange plumes. Gravestone dressed, murmurs an hour to stone the sky in purple swoon. \u00a0 Letter The Hawaiian woman the children called \u201cTutu,\u201d who sold pooka shell necklaces by the roadside, is gone. You can no longer gather those shells by the handful. But the Japanese fisherman, old as Urashima Taro, still sings the song of home village as he casts his lines out to sea. A wave slaps […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[6],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1715","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/ducts.sundresspublications.com\/content\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1715","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/ducts.sundresspublications.com\/content\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/ducts.sundresspublications.com\/content\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/ducts.sundresspublications.com\/content\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/ducts.sundresspublications.com\/content\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1715"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"http:\/\/ducts.sundresspublications.com\/content\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1715\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1872,"href":"http:\/\/ducts.sundresspublications.com\/content\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1715\/revisions\/1872"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/ducts.sundresspublications.com\/content\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1715"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/ducts.sundresspublications.com\/content\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1715"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/ducts.sundresspublications.com\/content\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1715"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nthe children called \u201cTutu,\u201d
\nwho sold pooka shell necklaces
\nby the roadside, is gone.<\/p>\n
\nby the handful.<\/p>\n
\nold as Urashima Taro,
\nstill sings the song
\nof home village
\nas he casts his lines out
\nto sea.<\/p>\n
\nrushes over my feet,
\nleaving a piece of beach glass
\nawash on the water-swept sand,
\nblue, like a fragment of ocean
\nstill clung to by a film
\nof sea froth.<\/p>\n
\nfor a while at least,
\nyour new job and life
\nlandlocked in miles of dessert sand.<\/p>\n
\nto keep your feet wet
\ntill they find their way
\nback to the islands.<\/p>\n
\ncuts back the beard of grass
\n\u2014a clean edge round the stone\u2014<\/p>\n
\nand puts new water in,
\nswapping time-fobbed blossoms<\/p>\n
\nbird of paradise\u2014deep
\neye of indigo, bright<\/p>\n
\nshe rubs the bronze nameplate
\nwith oil to keep it bright;<\/p>\n
\nof cares that trouble none
\nbut leaves on clay-cold ground,<\/p>\n
\nWhite dewfall of evening.
\nGrass roiling like a sea.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"