{"id":40,"date":"2023-07-12T15:29:00","date_gmt":"2023-07-12T15:29:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/on.patronhunt.com\/orionsbeltmag\/?p=40"},"modified":"2024-02-22T02:34:07","modified_gmt":"2024-02-22T02:34:07","slug":"hands-like-wings-dancing-upon-the-air-june-2023-poetry","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/on.patronhunt.com\/orionsbeltmag\/hands-like-wings-dancing-upon-the-air-june-2023-poetry\/","title":{"rendered":"Hands Like Wings, Dancing Upon the Air (June 2023 Poetry)"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">There is so very little time left\u2013<br>&nbsp;my father never lived to see the usurpation of the fossil fuel empires<br>and the treaties of the climate wars,<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;fallen with the decomposing trees, something else taking root in his place.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">He never gave up the fight\u2014<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;his feet stomping the violence cradled by their hands, his fingers untying<br>the knots of our extended life,<br>&nbsp;muddled beliefs conflicting with an ever-estranging world.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">II.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">He was never more than Dada to me\u2013<br>&nbsp;a gentle statue fiddling his prop, wistfully playing sounds of spring<br>as he paused the preparation of soil<br>&nbsp;and learned the lessons taught by the seasons and the valley.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I remember when his arms embraced the skies<br>&nbsp;of our valley, our farms, our forests, proclaiming they weren\u2019t for us<br>to claim as our own\u2014simply nomads temporarily<br>&nbsp;relying on the kindness of the valley, taking and giving both.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">III.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">It was after his death the stories started getting told\u2014<br>&nbsp;my father, progenitor of the climate wars in younger times:<br>&nbsp;frozen hurricanes destroyed in celebration of the sun,<br>&nbsp;city gardens separated by walls, meticulously maintained,<br>&nbsp;sharp, acrid smells and the silence of the birds.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">And then, the change that followed. A man under construction\u2014<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">My father, listening, learning the terms of balance:<br>&nbsp;sunset raying between trunks of apple trees,<br>&nbsp;a city adapting, a woodland regrowing,<br>&nbsp;birds singing in the wind.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">IV.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Stories told in the shadowy corners of a tavern.<br>&nbsp;Old handbooks and historical documents.<br>Images of flooded lakes and scooped-up hills.<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Uncensored proof of past mistakes.<br>Our hands reaching out<br>&nbsp;like wings dancing upon the air.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Goran Lowie is an award-winning aro\/ace poet from rural Belgium with poems in Strange Horizons, Heartlines Spec, Radon Journal and others. He writes poetry in his second language and is a high school teacher in his day job. 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He never gave up the fight\u2014&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;his feet stomping the violence cradled by their hands, his fingers untyingthe knots [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":34,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_eb_attr":"","_coblocks_attr":"","_coblocks_dimensions":"","_coblocks_responsive_height":"","_coblocks_accordion_ie_support":"","ph_site_tiers_settings":[[{"Price":"1.00","Tier_name":"Voyager","Tier_id":"prod_PbejBstAbzGx6D","Selected":true,"Tier_status":"publish"},{"Price":"2.00","Tier_name":"Pioneer","Tier_id":"prod_Pbekxd4dT46vIU","Selected":true,"Tier_status":"publish"},{"Price":"5.00","Tier_name":"Cosmonaut","Tier_id":"prod_PbenhwsNUd6XSB","Selected":true,"Tier_status":"publish"}]],"_ph_post_tiers":["prod_PbejBstAbzGx6D","prod_Pbekxd4dT46vIU","prod_PbenhwsNUd6XSB"],"activitypub_content_warning":"","activitypub_content_visibility":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[16,17,11,18],"class_list":["post-40","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized","tag-goran-lowie","tag-hands-like-wings","tag-june-2023","tag-poetry"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/on.patronhunt.com\/orionsbeltmag\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/40","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/on.patronhunt.com\/orionsbeltmag\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/on.patronhunt.com\/orionsbeltmag\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/on.patronhunt.com\/orionsbeltmag\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/34"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/on.patronhunt.com\/orionsbeltmag\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=40"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/on.patronhunt.com\/orionsbeltmag\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/40\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":370,"href":"https:\/\/on.patronhunt.com\/orionsbeltmag\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/40\/revisions\/370"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/on.patronhunt.com\/orionsbeltmag\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=40"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/on.patronhunt.com\/orionsbeltmag\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=40"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/on.patronhunt.com\/orionsbeltmag\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=40"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}