{"id":2697,"date":"2023-07-31T08:00:13","date_gmt":"2023-07-31T12:00:13","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/thewonderchildblog.com\/?p=2697"},"modified":"2023-08-02T10:50:03","modified_gmt":"2023-08-02T14:50:03","slug":"tadpoles-in-the-frog-pond-by-radiance-angelina-petro","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/thewonderchildblog.com\/?p=2697","title":{"rendered":"Tadpoles in the Frog Pond, by Radiance Angelina Petro"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Tadpoles in the Frog Pond<\/p>\n<p>by<\/p>\n<p>Radiance Angelina Petro<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>The thunderstorm has rolled up<\/p>\n<p>its heavy canvas bags,<\/p>\n<p>and is off to the next town,<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>bees go back to composing<\/p>\n<p>the narrative of the day<\/p>\n<p>in satins and velvets,<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>the sun slips back into the sky<\/p>\n<p>on a shining blue gondola,<\/p>\n<p>and throws light into the trees.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Sometimes it feels like the night<\/p>\n<p>nearly succeeds in preventing<\/p>\n<p>the day,<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>sometimes the day seems academic<\/p>\n<p>and uninspired, and one daffodil<\/p>\n<p>is all daffodils,<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>and sometimes what you want<\/p>\n<p>is misnamed profane, and what you don\u2019t<\/p>\n<p>is misnamed sacred.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Whatever the case may be,<\/p>\n<p>or how baffling the bonds you make<\/p>\n<p>in the night are, shadows<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>have their own nuanced glow,<\/p>\n<p>and nothing is unforgettable,<\/p>\n<p>and there are still tadpoles in the frog pond.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Abide within yourself.<\/p>\n<p>It\u2019s easy to become too spiritual,<\/p>\n<p>like me.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>The day expands and contracts<\/p>\n<p>with or without you. May as well<\/p>\n<p>loosen your voice<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>and circulate vowels and consonants<\/p>\n<p>through your breath, and sing forward<\/p>\n<p>into your life.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>One day you will roll up<\/p>\n<p>your empty canvas bags,<\/p>\n<p>and be off to the next town.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Tadpoles in the Frog Pond by Radiance Angelina Petro &nbsp; &nbsp; The thunderstorm has rolled up its heavy canvas bags, and is off to the next town, &nbsp; bees go back to composing the narrative of the day in satins and velvets, &nbsp; the sun slips back into the sky on a shining blue gondola, [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[12],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/thewonderchildblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2697"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/thewonderchildblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/thewonderchildblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/thewonderchildblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/thewonderchildblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=2697"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"http:\/\/thewonderchildblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2697\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2702,"href":"http:\/\/thewonderchildblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2697\/revisions\/2702"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/thewonderchildblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=2697"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/thewonderchildblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=2697"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/thewonderchildblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=2697"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}