{"id":3071,"date":"2017-07-24T02:24:03","date_gmt":"2017-07-24T02:24:03","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/?page_id=3071"},"modified":"2017-07-24T02:24:03","modified_gmt":"2017-07-24T02:24:03","slug":"benjamin-blake-summer-2017","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/archives\/benjamin-blake-summer-2017\/","title":{"rendered":"Benjamin Blake, Summer 2017"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>The Rambling Park of My Youth\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Through wrought-iron gates<\/p>\n<p>Sits an empty football field<\/p>\n<p>Mist-edged grass, host to dawn-frolicking rabbits<\/p>\n<p>A serpentine path leads into the surrounding woodlands<\/p>\n<p>Twists and twines through towering trees<\/p>\n<p>Down to the river\u2019s edge<\/p>\n<p>These waters have seen their fair share of skin<\/p>\n<p>And the dampened soil and sand of its banks<\/p>\n<p>Have relished the warmth of young buttocks<\/p>\n<p>Pressed close in the dappled summer sun<\/p>\n<p>As a falcon watches beneath a canopy of exotic foliage<\/p>\n<p>The both of us waiting<\/p>\n<p>\u2018til time is opportune<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Benjamin Blake was born in the July of 1985, and grew up in the small town of Eltham, New Zealand. He is the author of the poetry and prose collections, <em>A Prayer for Late October, Southpaw Nights, Reciting Shakespeare with the Dead,<\/em> and <em>Standing on the Threshold of Madness<\/em>, and the novel, <em>The Devil&#8217;s Children<\/em>. Find more of his work at www.benjaminblake.com<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The Rambling Park of My Youth\u00a0 &nbsp; &nbsp; Through wrought-iron gates Sits an empty football field Mist-edged grass, host to dawn-frolicking rabbits A serpentine path leads into the surrounding woodlands Twists and twines through towering trees Down to the river\u2019s edge These waters have seen their fair share of skin And the dampened soil and [&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-3071","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>Benjamin Blake, Summer 2017 - Full Of Crow: Poetry (Archives)<\/title>\n<meta name=\"robots\" content=\"index, follow, max-snippet:-1, max-image-preview:large, max-video-preview:-1\" \/>\n<link rel=\"canonical\" href=\"https:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/archives\/benjamin-blake-summer-2017\/\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:locale\" content=\"en_US\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:type\" content=\"article\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:title\" content=\"Benjamin Blake, Summer 2017 - Full Of Crow: Poetry (Archives)\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:description\" content=\"The Rambling Park of My Youth\u00a0 &nbsp; 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