{"id":71,"date":"2012-05-08T08:31:11","date_gmt":"2012-05-08T15:31:11","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/localhost:8888\/?page_id=71"},"modified":"2026-03-17T10:51:33","modified_gmt":"2026-03-17T17:51:33","slug":"sad-to-be-a-child","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/alteritas.net\/pastis\/inventory\/sad-to-be-a-child\/","title":{"rendered":"Sad to Be a Child"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\">Sad to be a child.<\/span><br \/><span style=\"color: #000000;\"> However hard one watches,<\/span><br \/><span style=\"color: #000000;\"> branches never grasp the clouds,<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\">stuff which drifts like moods<\/span><br \/><span style=\"color: #000000;\"> and slips between the crotches.<\/span><br \/><span style=\"color: #000000;\"> Sad to be a child<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\">whose play becomes to brood<\/span><br \/><span style=\"color: #000000;\"> within a brushwood fortress<\/span><br \/><span style=\"color: #000000;\"> where branches never grasp the clouds,<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\">whims are driven as if scuds<\/span><br \/><span style=\"color: #000000;\"> and wishes come in snatches.<\/span><br \/><span style=\"color: #000000;\"> Sad to be a child<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\">in a copse where dream eludes<\/span><br \/><span style=\"color: #000000;\"> the anxious reach that clutches.<\/span><br \/><span style=\"color: #000000;\"> Branches never grasp the clouds<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\">just encompass solitude<\/span><br \/><span style=\"color: #000000;\"> until someone approaches.<\/span><br \/><span style=\"color: #000000;\"> Sad to be a child.<br \/><\/span><span style=\"color: #000000;\">Branches never grasp the clouds.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>\u00a0<\/p>\n<p><em>[Published in <\/em>California Quarterly<em> 43, 3 (2017), p 45.]<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n<p><\/p>\n<!-- AddThis Advanced Settings generic via filter on the_content --><!-- AddThis Share Buttons generic via filter on the_content -->","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Sad to be a child. However hard one watches, branches never grasp the clouds, stuff which drifts like moods and slips between the crotches. Sad to be a child whose play becomes to brood within a brushwood fortress where branches never grasp the clouds, whims are driven as if scuds and wishes come in snatches. &hellip; <\/p>\n<p class=\"link-more\"><a href=\"https:\/\/alteritas.net\/pastis\/inventory\/sad-to-be-a-child\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;Sad to Be a Child&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n<p><!-- AddThis Advanced Settings generic via filter on get_the_excerpt --><!-- AddThis Share Buttons generic via filter on get_the_excerpt --><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"parent":3496,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-71","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/alteritas.net\/pastis\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/71","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/alteritas.net\/pastis\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/alteritas.net\/pastis\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/alteritas.net\/pastis\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/alteritas.net\/pastis\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=71"}],"version-history":[{"count":6,"href":"https:\/\/alteritas.net\/pastis\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/71\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":5309,"href":"https:\/\/alteritas.net\/pastis\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/71\/revisions\/5309"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/alteritas.net\/pastis\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/3496"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/alteritas.net\/pastis\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=71"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}