{"id":3448,"date":"2018-07-04T22:10:21","date_gmt":"2018-07-05T04:10:21","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/siever.ca\/kim\/?p=3448"},"modified":"2018-08-27T05:29:30","modified_gmt":"2018-08-27T11:29:30","slug":"chipping-silence","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/siever.ca\/kim\/2018\/07\/04\/chipping-silence\/","title":{"rendered":"Chipping Silence"},"content":{"rendered":"<ol class=\"poem\">\n<li>Cradled by my fingers, this awkward chunk of stone,<\/li>\n<li>Sharp and jagged edges hiding shapes unknown.<\/li>\n<li>Inside there&#8217;s potential, whispering as urge.<\/li>\n<li>Time and slow precision cause vision to emerge.<\/li>\n<li>Careful chipping silence reveals what\u2019s \u2019neath the face.<\/li>\n<li>Water polished finish marks the resting place.<\/li>\n<li>Standing now before me\u2014none before had stood;<\/li>\n<li>Pleased with this new story, I declare it good.<\/li>\n<\/ol>\n<h2>Listen<\/h2>\n<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/w.soundcloud.com\/player\/?url=https%3A\/\/api.soundcloud.com\/tracks\/491258340&amp;color=%23ff5500&amp;auto_play=false&amp;hide_related=false&amp;show_comments=true&amp;show_user=true&amp;show_reposts=false&amp;show_teaser=true\" width=\"100%\" height=\"166\" frameborder=\"no\" scrolling=\"no\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Cradled by my fingers, this awkward chunk of stone, Sharp and jagged edges hiding shapes unknown. Inside there&#8217;s potential, whispering as urge. Time and slow precision cause vision to emerge. Careful chipping silence reveals what\u2019s \u2019neath the face. Water polished finish marks the resting place. Standing now before me\u2014none before had stood; Pleased with this [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":3457,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"advanced_seo_description":"","jetpack_seo_html_title":"","jetpack_seo_noindex":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2},"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[45],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-3448","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-poetry"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/siever.ca\/kim\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/5\/2018\/08\/12d63b0f-5124-4cfb-bf65-c83b3fb73c62-3062-000002bf3f74719b.jpg?fit=1920%2C1280&ssl=1","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p4NkW7-TC","jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":3316,"url":"https:\/\/siever.ca\/kim\/2018\/03\/11\/emergence\/","url_meta":{"origin":3448,"position":0},"title":"Emergence","author":"Kim Siever","date":"11 March 2018","format":false,"excerpt":"Peeking dawn disturbs the night Morning eyes welcoming sight Sleeping grass crawls from the snow Stretching seeds not far below Hatchling chipping at its shell Butterfly, its silken cell Lava seeps from earthen crust Twinkling stars from dying dusk","rel":"","context":"In &quot;Poetry&quot;","block_context":{"text":"Poetry","link":"https:\/\/siever.ca\/kim\/category\/poetry\/"},"img":{"alt_text":"","src":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/siever.ca\/kim\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/5\/2018\/03\/img_5657.jpg?fit=1200%2C800&ssl=1&resize=350%2C200","width":350,"height":200,"srcset":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/siever.ca\/kim\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/5\/2018\/03\/img_5657.jpg?fit=1200%2C800&ssl=1&resize=350%2C200 1x, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/siever.ca\/kim\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/5\/2018\/03\/img_5657.jpg?fit=1200%2C800&ssl=1&resize=525%2C300 1.5x, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/siever.ca\/kim\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/5\/2018\/03\/img_5657.jpg?fit=1200%2C800&ssl=1&resize=700%2C400 2x, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/siever.ca\/kim\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/5\/2018\/03\/img_5657.jpg?fit=1200%2C800&ssl=1&resize=1050%2C600 3x"},"classes":[]},{"id":3420,"url":"https:\/\/siever.ca\/kim\/2018\/06\/04\/waters-of-dust\/","url_meta":{"origin":3448,"position":1},"title":"Waters of Dust","author":"Kim Siever","date":"4 June 2018","format":false,"excerpt":"Hanging up on a cross; Dripping from toes, my dross. 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