{"id":2723,"date":"2023-08-24T10:30:25","date_gmt":"2023-08-24T14:30:25","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/thewonderchildblog.com\/?p=2723"},"modified":"2023-08-24T10:30:25","modified_gmt":"2023-08-24T14:30:25","slug":"to-save-the-world-by-radiance-angelina-petro","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/thewonderchildblog.com\/?p=2723","title":{"rendered":"To Save the World, by Radiance Angelina Petro"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>To Save the World<br \/>\nby<br \/>\nRadiance Angelina Petro<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Loons on the unbroken lake inhale the early<br \/>\nmorning mist through slits carved in their sharp, black bills,<br \/>\nturning it into fluttering otherworldly cries,<\/p>\n<p>the deep pink little flowers near the shore welcome<br \/>\nthe occasional teasing yellow swallowtail, and<br \/>\nthunder grumbles something unintelligible as<\/p>\n<p>a screen door slams from somewhere across the lake<br \/>\nand children yell and run around looking for those<br \/>\ninner tubes that go on their arms so they can jump<\/p>\n<p>into the lake before it rains. I once asked a kindergartner<br \/>\nwhat they wanted to be when they grow up<br \/>\nand they said smiling: \u201cA firetruck!\u201d<\/p>\n<p>And anyway, a dragonfly has landed at the end<br \/>\nof the dock after long moments of tracing circles<br \/>\nin the air, and the reflection of the treeline<\/p>\n<p>on the dark water is a stroke of genius, but I don\u2019t<br \/>\nwant to sing unending hymns of praise, and I don\u2019t<br \/>\nthink anything wants me to either, but dang it&#8211;<\/p>\n<p>the morning is altogether dreamlike and the dragonfly<br \/>\nhas disappeared and so have the loons, and all<br \/>\nthat\u2019s left are the children shrieking and splashing<\/p>\n<p>and floating through the slow passing of time, and somewhere,<br \/>\nway across and through the trees, I hear a firetruck<br \/>\ndriving fast and wailing, with a purpose to save the world.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/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>To Save the World by Radiance Angelina Petro &nbsp; &nbsp; Loons on the unbroken lake inhale the early morning mist through slits carved in their sharp, black bills, turning it into fluttering otherworldly cries, the deep pink little flowers near the shore welcome the occasional teasing yellow swallowtail, and thunder grumbles something unintelligible as a [&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\/2723"}],"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=2723"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"http:\/\/thewonderchildblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2723\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2724,"href":"http:\/\/thewonderchildblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2723\/revisions\/2724"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/thewonderchildblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=2723"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/thewonderchildblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=2723"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/thewonderchildblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=2723"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}