My walk to school began at 6:23 a.m.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I wore new brown Hush Puppies<\/p>\n\n\n\n
a dead grandfather once wore,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
old brown cords.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I felt like John Travolta<\/p>\n\n\n\n
in the opening of Saturday Night Fever<\/em>.<\/p>\n\n\n\n I was strutting to my new teaching job!<\/p>\n\n\n\n Bald eagles chirped overhead.<\/p>\n\n\n\n A low fog drifted through the neighborhood.<\/p>\n\n\n\n I surprised a contractor loading his truck<\/p>\n\n\n\n on his way to undo rain.<\/p>\n\n\n\n That\u2019s his life\u2019s work in Astoria.<\/p>\n\n\n\n He said, \u201cI thought you were a bear!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n We laughed, I moved on.<\/p>\n\n\n\n I saw three deer in a garden watch me pass.<\/p>\n\n\n\n They never moved or blinked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n I want to learn how to live that patient in this world.<\/p>\n\n\n\n A large man let his Schnauzer out to shit.<\/p>\n\n\n\n He looked hungover, the man that is.<\/p>\n\n\n\n His dog wanted to join me; we both knew it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n The litter lady merged with me on Florence Avenue.<\/p>\n\n\n\n She was right on time; she is every morning.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Tapiola Park spotless after her routine.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Should I worry that she stopped to pet a black cat?<\/p>\n\n\n\n Or doesn\u2019t wear sensible shoes?<\/p>\n\n\n\n Or that Tapiola is the name<\/p>\n\n\n\n of a Finnish forest god\u2019s domain?<\/p>\n\n\n\n Light was coming up over Youngs Bay.<\/p>\n\n\n\n I didn\u2019t see a single gillnetter.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Dairy Queen was dark.<\/p>\n\n\n\n An empty log truck blew by.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Saddle Mountain called to me: climb!<\/p>\n\n\n\n The sidewalk was wide and good.<\/p>\n\n\n\n I picked a few blackberries along the way.<\/p>\n\n\n\n And here I am writing this from my classroom,<\/p>\n\n\n\n with a little purple smear on my fingers.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" My walk to school began at 6:23 a.m. I wore new brown Hush Puppies a dead grandfather once wore, old brown cords. I felt like John Travolta in the opening of Saturday Night Fever. I was strutting to my new teaching job! Bald eagles chirped overhead. A low fog drifted through the neighborhood. I surprised […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":10095,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[33,5,42],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-10094","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-astoria","category-meditations","category-poetry","has-post-title","has-post-date","has-post-category","has-post-tag","has-post-comment","has-post-author",""],"builder_content":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10094","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=10094"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10094\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":10097,"href":"https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10094\/revisions\/10097"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/10095"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=10094"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=10094"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=10094"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}