{"id":344,"date":"2010-01-14T02:00:00","date_gmt":"2010-01-14T02:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.somewhereinnj.com\/?p=344"},"modified":"2014-10-01T03:08:53","modified_gmt":"2014-10-01T03:08:53","slug":"the-night-traveler","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.somewhereinnj.com\/?p=344","title":{"rendered":"The Night Traveler"},"content":{"rendered":"

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“Passing by, he could be anybody:<\/div>\n
A thief, a tradesman, a doctor<\/div>\n
On his way to a worried house.<\/div>\n
But when he stops at your gate,<\/div>\n
Under the room where you lie half-asleep,<\/div>\n
You know it is not just anyone —<\/div>\n
It is the Night Traveler.<\/div>\n
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You lean your arms on the sill<\/div>\n
And stare down. But all you can see<\/div>\n
Are bits of wilderness attached to him —<\/div>\n
Twigs, loam and leaves,<\/div>\n
Vines and blossoms. Among those<\/div>\n
You feel his eyes, and his hands<\/div>\n
Lifting something in the air.<\/div>\n
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He has a gift for you, but it has no name.<\/div>\n
It is windy and woolly.<\/div>\n
He holds it in the moonlight, and it sings<\/div>\n
Like a newborn beast,<\/div>\n
Like a child at Christmas,<\/div>\n
Like your own heart as it tumbles<\/div>\n
In love’s green bed.<\/div>\n
You take it, and he is gone.<\/div>\n
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All night — and all your life, if you are willing —<\/div>\n
It will nuzzle your face, cold-nosed,<\/div>\n
Like a small white wolf;<\/div>\n
It will curl in your palm<\/div>\n
Like a hard blue stone;<\/div>\n
It will liquefy into a cold pool<\/div>\n
Which, when you dive into it,<\/div>\n
Will hold you like a mossy jaw.<\/div>\n
A bath of light. An answer.”<\/div>\n
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–Mary Oliver, Twelve Moons<\/div>\n
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I’m not sure how it’s even possible to love a poem so much that I barely understand, but I do…<\/div>\n
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Pic from last December at the Lakota Wolf Preserve<\/a><\/i><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

“Passing by, he could be anybody: A thief, a tradesman, a doctor On his way to a worried house. But when he stops at your gate, Under the room where you lie half-asleep, You know it is not just anyone — It is the Night Traveler. You lean your arms on the sill And stare … Continue reading The Night Traveler<\/span> →<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":2361,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[2,8],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.somewhereinnj.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/344"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.somewhereinnj.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.somewhereinnj.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.somewhereinnj.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.somewhereinnj.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=344"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.somewhereinnj.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/344\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.somewhereinnj.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/2361"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.somewhereinnj.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=344"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.somewhereinnj.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=344"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.somewhereinnj.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=344"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}