{"id":969,"date":"2010-11-05T18:09:08","date_gmt":"2010-11-05T18:09:08","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/"},"modified":"2010-11-09T23:13:05","modified_gmt":"2010-11-09T23:13:05","slug":"flynn-obrien-1110","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/archives\/flynn-obrien-1110\/","title":{"rendered":"Flynn O&#8217;Brien, 11\/10"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>Paradiddle Blue<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>You were burned<br \/>\nand it may be your vapor<br \/>\nhas reached me now.<\/p>\n<p>I absorb your elements:<br \/>\nnitrogen, oxygen, the rest.<br \/>\nMy bones double, listen:<\/p>\n<p>sky plus sky.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Sense<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>the vast Sahara:<br \/>\nno plants<br \/>\nsand.<\/p>\n<p>my feet are dirt<br \/>\nmy heart at last<\/p>\n<p>is sand.<\/p>\n<p><em>Flynn O&#8217;Brien<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Paradiddle Blue You were burned and it may be your vapor has reached me now. 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