{"id":461,"date":"2012-10-30T02:00:59","date_gmt":"2012-10-30T02:00:59","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/sporkpress.com\/poetry\/?p=461"},"modified":"2012-10-30T02:00:59","modified_gmt":"2012-10-30T02:00:59","slug":"from-brother-cabin-by-garth-graeper","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thisissporkpress.com\/archive\/2012\/10\/30\/from-brother-cabin-by-garth-graeper\/","title":{"rendered":"From Brother Cabin By Garth Graeper"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>BROTHER CABIN<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>\t<em>[October]<\/em><\/p>\n<p>this silence<br \/>\nexposes too much<br \/>\nBlack Form; I\u2019m in bed<br \/>\nhaunted by the lake<br \/>\nthe moss, the alps, almost<br \/>\nmelting into the solitude<br \/>\nI\u2019d kiss them all<br \/>\nbut my body is not so easy<br \/>\nto stay in<\/p>\n<p>\t\u00b0\u00b0\u00b0<\/p>\n<p>the cabin will not<br \/>\npermit my brother<br \/>\nto go limp, so I<br \/>\nsit alone in the orchard<br \/>\nwhere a stillness can run<br \/>\ndeep through<br \/>\nmy veins<\/p>\n<p>\t\u00b0\u00b0\u00b0<\/p>\n<p>I write starved, wild<br \/>\nwith lightness, stalking<br \/>\nthrough these trees<br \/>\nwhere my brother slipped<br \/>\ninto the glowworms<br \/>\nand horses on the other side<br \/>\nof the lake<\/p>\n<p>_____________________________________________<\/p>\n<p><strong>BROTHER CABIN<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>\t<em>[December]<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I cook, red embers<br \/>\nglimmering and my hips<br \/>\nvery beautiful; in this small<br \/>\norchard, I could eat<br \/>\ntwenty solitudes<\/p>\n<p>*<\/p>\n<p>noisy with<br \/>\n34 years of water<br \/>\nand beef, I\u2019m ready<br \/>\nto leave this cabin<br \/>\nbehind, to lie down, no head<br \/>\nor arms, just Milk Force<br \/>\nstreaming downhill<br \/>\ntoward the lake<\/p>\n<p>_____________________________________________<br \/>\n<strong>Garth Graeper<\/strong> is an editor at Ugly Duckling Presse in Brooklyn, NY, and the author of two chapbooks, <em>Into the Forest Engine <\/em>(Projective Industries) and <em>By Deer Light<\/em> (Greying Ghost). Other poems in the Brother Cabin series have appeared (or will appear) in <em>Typo, Handsome, Sixth Finch, Inter|rupture, Bitter Oleander, Leveler, Sink Review<\/em>, and <em>Sidebrow.<\/em>  <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>BROTHER CABIN [October] this silence exposes too much Black Form; I\u2019m in bed haunted by the lake the moss, the alps, almost melting into the solitude I\u2019d kiss them all but my body is not so easy to stay in \u00b0\u00b0\u00b0 the cabin will not permit my brother to go limp, so I sit alone [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1,2],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-461","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized","category-things"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thisissporkpress.com\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/461","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thisissporkpress.com\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thisissporkpress.com\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thisissporkpress.com\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thisissporkpress.com\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=461"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/thisissporkpress.com\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/461\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thisissporkpress.com\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=461"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thisissporkpress.com\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=461"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thisissporkpress.com\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=461"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}