{"id":1624,"date":"2012-07-08T17:36:30","date_gmt":"2012-07-08T21:36:30","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/stlydias.org\/blog\/?p=1624"},"modified":"2012-07-08T17:36:30","modified_gmt":"2012-07-08T21:36:30","slug":"the-dependencies","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/stlydiasliturgy.org\/blog\/2012\/07\/the-dependencies\/","title":{"rendered":"The Dependencies"},"content":{"rendered":"<div>by Howard Nemerov<\/p>\n<p><em>Nature knits up her kinds in a network, not<\/em><\/div>\n<div><em>in a chain; but men can follow only by\u00a0<\/em><br \/>\n<em>chains because their language can&#8217;t handle<\/em><br \/>\n<em>several things at once.<br \/>\n-Albrecht von Haller<\/em><\/p>\n<p>This morning, between two branches of a tree<\/p><\/div>\n<div>Beside the door, epeira once again<\/div>\n<div>Has spun and signed his tapestry and trap.<\/div>\n<div>I test his early-warning system and<\/div>\n<div>It works, he scrambles forth in sable with<\/div>\n<div>The yellow hieroglyph that no one knows<\/div>\n<div>The meaning of. And I remember now<\/div>\n<div>How yesterday at dusk the nighthawks came<\/div>\n<div>Back as they do about this time each year,<\/div>\n<div>Grey squadrons with the slashes white on wings<\/div>\n<div>Cruising for bugs beneath the bellied cloud.<\/div>\n<div>Now soon the monarchs will be drifting south,<\/div>\n<div>And then the geese will go, and then one day<\/div>\n<div>The little garden birds will not be here.<\/div>\n<div>See how many leaves already have<\/div>\n<div>Withered and turned; a few have fallen, too.<\/div>\n<div>Change is continuous on the seamless web,<\/div>\n<div>Yet moments come like this one, when you feel<\/div>\n<div>Upon your heart a signal to attend<\/div>\n<div>The definite announcement of an end<\/div>\n<div>Where one thing ceases and another starts;<\/div>\n<div>When like the spider waiting on the web<\/div>\n<div>You know the intricate dependencies<\/div>\n<div>Spreading in secret through the fabric vast<\/div>\n<div>Of heaven and earth, sending their messages<\/div>\n<div>Ciphered in chemistry to all the kinds,<\/div>\n<div>The whisper down the bloodstream: it is time.<\/p>\n<p>&#8211;<em>Read at St. Lydia&#8217;s on June 3, 2012<\/em><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>by Howard Nemerov Nature knits up her kinds in a network, not in a chain; but men can follow only by\u00a0 chains because their language can&#8217;t handle several things at once. -Albrecht von Haller This morning, between two branches of a tree Beside the door, epeira once again Has spun and signed his tapestry and [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[9],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/stlydiasliturgy.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1624"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/stlydiasliturgy.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/stlydiasliturgy.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stlydiasliturgy.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stlydiasliturgy.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1624"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/stlydiasliturgy.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1624\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1625,"href":"https:\/\/stlydiasliturgy.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1624\/revisions\/1625"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/stlydiasliturgy.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1624"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stlydiasliturgy.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1624"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stlydiasliturgy.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1624"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}