{"id":2223,"date":"2013-07-03T07:02:20","date_gmt":"2013-07-03T07:02:20","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/?page_id=2223"},"modified":"2013-07-03T07:02:20","modified_gmt":"2013-07-03T07:02:20","slug":"j-k-durick-july-2013","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/archives\/j-k-durick-july-2013\/","title":{"rendered":"J.K. Durick, July 2013"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>Being Alone<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n<p>But, of course, there\u2019s<br \/>\nthe dishwasher<br \/>\nand the television,<br \/>\nbut even the dog<br \/>\nseems puzzled by it all,<\/p>\n<p>the way it invades,<br \/>\nthen empties<br \/>\nbecomes an end in itself<br \/>\nthe excuse we say<br \/>\nover and over again.<\/p>\n<p>We\u2019ve been trained for this,<br \/>\nwere handed silence<br \/>\nand daydreams,<br \/>\npromises, and<br \/>\na few friends to fail.<\/p>\n<p>We\u2019ve handled all these<br \/>\nhabits and motives<br \/>\nfor so long<br \/>\nwe\u2019ve forgotten the why<br \/>\nand what of them.<\/p>\n<p>Of course, we could call out,<br \/>\ncould invite and invent<br \/>\npeople, possible people,<br \/>\nthe ghosts made up<br \/>\nby our past.<\/p>\n<p>They could all gather and<br \/>\nwait in another room,<br \/>\nin a different time,<br \/>\nin the distance that being alone<br \/>\nhas made of us.<\/p>\n<p>Being alone is solemn, sacred,<br \/>\nthen tranquil, and numbing,<br \/>\nthe piling on of hours,<br \/>\nthe pulling on the last thread<br \/>\nof our lives.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><em>J. K. Durick is presently a writing teacher at the Community College of Vermont and an online writing tutor. His recent poems have appeared in Literary Juice, Napalm and Novocain, Third Wednesday, and Common Ground Review.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Being Alone &nbsp; But, of course, there\u2019s the dishwasher and the television, but even the dog seems puzzled by it all, the way it invades, then empties becomes an end in itself the excuse we say over and over again. We\u2019ve been trained for this, were handed silence and daydreams, promises, and a few friends [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":934,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-2223","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"yoast_head":"<!-- This site is optimized with the Yoast SEO plugin v24.2 - https:\/\/yoast.com\/wordpress\/plugins\/seo\/ -->\n<title>J.K. 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