{"id":800,"date":"2006-11-03T17:50:29","date_gmt":"2006-11-03T23:50:29","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.bittermancircle.com\/wordpress\/writing\/1997\/2-16-97-2\/"},"modified":"2006-11-03T18:34:39","modified_gmt":"2006-11-04T00:34:39","slug":"2-16-97-2","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.bittermancircle.com\/?page_id=800","title":{"rendered":"2-16-97 sitting at the bar with Frank"},"content":{"rendered":"<div id=\"fb_share_1\" style=\"clear:left; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-top:10px;;width: 55px;\" name=\"fb_share\"><div id=\"fb-root\"><\/div><script src=\"http:\/\/connect.facebook.net\/en_US\/all.js#appId=125029517579627&amp;xfbml=1\"><\/script><fb:like href=\"https:\/\/www.bittermancircle.com\/?page_id=800\" send=\"false\" layout=\"box_count\" width=\"55\" show_faces=\"false\" font=\"arial\"><\/fb:like><\/div><p>Zaragosa<\/p>\n<p>Another rare moment<br \/>\nMy quiet has been dealt many glancing blows<br \/>\nMy post firm, other seats empty<br \/>\nEven the old senoras put on their furs and waddle out the door<\/p>\n<p>Comfort in a cup of coffee and well traveled bartender<br \/>\nWho is my ears and gives me paper<br \/>\nI sit in my one star apparel in a four star bar<br \/>\nWriting out of gratitude for my crowded solitude<br \/>\nHe, who I don&#8217;t know, has a grasp of my few pleasures<br \/>\nOur age gives us a choice to have quiet smiles<br \/>\nTime moves as time does and this is a fact we accept<\/p>\n<p>The piano, once full of bullshit, is now sad and minor<br \/>\nHow happy that makes me<br \/>\nI think of Garcia Lorca and Kafka<br \/>\nOne had a home here but both were not at home<br \/>\nTheir bones rattle quietly behind their words<br \/>\nMortal, too much so, God bless them<br \/>\nThey lived through their own personal ice age<br \/>\nAnd died young<\/p>\n<p>I look across the bar and bid him farewell<br \/>\nAnd Spain swallows me whole once again.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Zaragosa Another rare moment My quiet has been dealt many glancing blows My post firm, other seats empty Even the old senoras put on their furs and waddle out the door Comfort in a cup of coffee and well traveled bartender Who is my ears and gives me paper I sit in my one star [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":793,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","template":"","meta":{"_mi_skip_tracking":false,"spay_email":""},"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/PeNcU-cU","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bittermancircle.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/800"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bittermancircle.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bittermancircle.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bittermancircle.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bittermancircle.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=800"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.bittermancircle.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/800\/revisions"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bittermancircle.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/793"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bittermancircle.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=800"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}