{"id":74086,"date":"2016-06-27T12:00:41","date_gmt":"2016-06-27T11:00:41","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/?p=74086"},"modified":"2016-06-12T18:40:17","modified_gmt":"2016-06-12T17:40:17","slug":"wait","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/2016\/06\/wait\/","title":{"rendered":"Wait"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><em>Pulitzer-winning poet Galway Kinnell addressed this elemental question of existence with extraordinary compassion and spiritual grace in a poem he wrote for a student of his who was contemplating suicide after the abrupt end of a romance. <\/em><\/p>\n<p>Wait, for now.<br \/>\nDistrust everything, if you have to.<br \/>\nBut trust the hours. Haven\u2019t they<br \/>\ncarried you everywhere, up to now?<br \/>\nPersonal events will become interesting again.<br \/>\nHair will become interesting.<br \/>\nPain will become interesting.<br \/>\nBuds that open out of season will become lovely again.<br \/>\nSecond-hand gloves will become lovely again,<br \/>\ntheir memories are what give them<br \/>\nthe need for other hands. And the desolation<br \/>\nof lovers is the same: that enormous emptiness<br \/>\ncarved out of such tiny beings as we are<br \/>\nasks to be filled; the need<br \/>\nfor the new love is faithfulness to the old.<\/p>\n<p>Wait.<br \/>\nDon\u2019t go too early.<br \/>\nYou\u2019re tired. But everyone\u2019s tired.<br \/>\nBut no one is tired enough.<br \/>\nOnly wait a while and listen.<br \/>\nMusic of hair,<br \/>\nMusic of pain,<br \/>\nmusic of looms weaving all our loves again.<br \/>\nBe there to hear it, it will be the only time,<br \/>\nmost of all to hear,<br \/>\nthe flute of your whole existence,<br \/>\nrehearsed by the sorrows, play itself into total exhaustion.<\/p>\n<p>*****<\/p>\n<p><em>In this recording courtesy of the<\/em> <a target=\"_blank\" href=\"https:\/\/www.poets.org\/\" >Academy of American Poets<\/a>, <em>Kinnell brings his miraculously life-giving words to life:<\/em><\/p>\n<p><a target=\"_blank\" href=\"https:\/\/soundcloud.com\/brainpicker\/galway-kinnell-reads-wait-1\" >https:\/\/soundcloud.com\/brainpicker\/galway-kinnell-reads-wait-1<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Pulitzer-winning poet Galway Kinnell addressed this elemental question of existence with extraordinary compassion and spiritual grace in a poem he wrote for a student of his who was contemplating suicide after the abrupt end of a romance. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[182],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-74086","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry-format"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/74086","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=74086"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/74086\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=74086"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=74086"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=74086"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}