{"id":80,"date":"2016-06-25T03:04:55","date_gmt":"2016-06-25T03:04:55","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/mtls.wpcenter.io\/staging\/?p=80"},"modified":"2026-10-14T16:03:37","modified_gmt":"2026-10-14T16:03:37","slug":"amatoritsero-ede","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mtls.ca\/issue25\/amatoritsero-ede\/","title":{"rendered":"Amatoritsero Ede"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<h2 class=\"wp-block-heading\">&nbsp; &nbsp; The Well<\/h2>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;(for Harry Garuba )<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">there is a bitter weal<br>\n&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; well beyond tears<br>\n&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; lodged like blood clots&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<br>\n&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;in the heart<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; a weal<br>\n&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; hardened<br>\n&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; within the well<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; of eyes<br>\n&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; itching to cry<br>\n&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; but wet and dumb<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;as a pebble&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>\n&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;in a throat&nbsp;<br>\n&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; that swallows the guts<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">till the wracked body<br>\n&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; and voice<br>\n&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;crack<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">when a son sees<br>\n&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; the father fall<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; drop<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">like stone in a well<br>\n&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; sink<br>\nin a heap of mortal flesh<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">the old lion<br>\nunable to hear the cry<br>\n&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;of the cub<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">slumps down<br>\ninto his brave-white<br>\n&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;fluffy mane<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">unable to paw&nbsp;&nbsp; away<br>\n&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; the irritating fly<br>\nthat is death<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">there is a bitter weal<br>\n&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;well beyond tears<br>\nor a tremulous whimper<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">silently<br>\n&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; pressed<br>\nagainst the pressed lips<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">as dumbbells cry<br>\nand father falls<br>\n&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; like stone<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">to the bottom<br>\nof the dry<br>\n&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; dark well<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p><strong>Enoch 4: 1-18<\/strong><br \/>\nGod sculpted wenches way too well:<br \/>\nThus, even superior angels fell,<br \/>\nbrawling to inseminate<br \/>\nbeauties, and brats cultivate.<\/p>\n<p>Fast, they tutored Eve in Venus guile\u2014<br \/>\nthe tricks of mirrors, chimes, face-paints,<br \/>\nand how to tinkle to act arousing,<br \/>\nand how to bewitch, twitch, switch, and sway.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":4223,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-80","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/mtls.ca\/issue25\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/80","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/mtls.ca\/issue25\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/mtls.ca\/issue25\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mtls.ca\/issue25\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mtls.ca\/issue25\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=80"}],"version-history":[{"count":13,"href":"https:\/\/mtls.ca\/issue25\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/80\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":4978,"href":"https:\/\/mtls.ca\/issue25\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/80\/revisions\/4978"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mtls.ca\/issue25\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/4223"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/mtls.ca\/issue25\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=80"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mtls.ca\/issue25\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=80"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mtls.ca\/issue25\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=80"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}