{"id":4666,"date":"2012-03-13T07:47:00","date_gmt":"2012-03-13T13:47:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.edgewiseblog.com\/mjh\/?p=4666"},"modified":"2012-03-12T20:07:55","modified_gmt":"2012-03-13T02:07:55","slug":"the-poems-of-childhood-linger-long-after","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.edgewiseblog.com\/mjh\/the-atheists-pulpit\/the-poems-of-childhood-linger-long-after\/","title":{"rendered":"The poems of childhood linger long after"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>A poem popped into my RSS reader and lead me down memory lane to revisit the three poems I most vividly remember my Mom reading to me, time and again. [Some may recall I loved to quote this first one years after I learned it.]<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.poetryfoundation.org\/poem\/171941?utm_source=feedburner&amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+PoetryFoundation%2FPoemOfTheDayText+%28Poem+of+the+Day%29&amp;utm_content=Google+Reader\">The Owl and the Pussy-Cat by Edward Lear : The Poetry Foundation<\/a> <\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p>&quot;O lovely Pussy! O Pussy, my love,&#160; <br \/>&#160;&#160; What a beautiful Pussy you are,&#160; <br \/>&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; You are,&#160; <br \/>&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; You are!       <br \/>What a beautiful Pussy you are!&quot; <\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.poetryfoundation.org\/poem\/171941?utm_source=feedburner&amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+PoetryFoundation%2FPoemOfTheDayText+%28Poem+of+the+Day%29&amp;utm_content=Google+Reader\">The Owl and the Pussy-Cat by Edward Lear : The Poetry Foundation<\/a><\/p>\n<p>I still have the giant book from which my <a href=\"http:\/\/www.edgewiseblog.com\/mjh\/photos\/mom-2\/\">Mom<\/a> first read this to me. The book has lush illustrations we both loved. (I still remember the smell of its slick pages.)<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/user.xmission.com\/~emailbox\/gingham.htm\">CatStuff: The Gingham Dog and the Calico Cat<\/a> <\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p>The Duel     <br \/>by Eugene Field<\/p>\n<p>The gingham dog and the calico cat     <br \/>Side by side on the table sat; \u2026<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/user.xmission.com\/~emailbox\/gingham.htm\">CatStuff: The Gingham Dog and the Calico Cat<\/a><\/p>\n<p>I think this was my <a href=\"http:\/\/www.edgewiseblog.com\/mjh\/photos\/mom-2\/\">Mom<\/a>\u2019s favorite.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.poemhunter.com\/poem\/the-swing\/\">The Swing by Robert Louis Stevenson<\/a><\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p>How do you like to go up in a swing,      <br \/>Up in the air so blue?       <br \/>Oh, I do think it the pleasantest thing       <br \/>Ever a child can do!       <br \/>Up in the air and over the wall,       <br \/>Till I can see so wide,       <br \/>River and trees and cattle and all       <br \/>Over the countryside&#8211;       <br \/>Till I look down on the garden green,       <br \/>Down on the roof so brown&#8211;       <br \/>Up in the air I go flying again,       <br \/>Up in the air and down! <\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.poemhunter.com\/poem\/the-swing\/\">The Swing by Robert Louis Stevenson<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>A poem popped into my RSS reader and lead me down memory lane to revisit the three poems I most vividly remember my Mom reading to me, time and again. [Some may recall I loved to quote this first one years after I learned it.] The Owl and the Pussy-Cat by Edward Lear : The &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/www.edgewiseblog.com\/mjh\/the-atheists-pulpit\/the-poems-of-childhood-linger-long-after\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">The poems of childhood linger long after<\/span> <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[35,160],"class_list":["post-4666","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-the-atheists-pulpit","tag-mom","tag-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.edgewiseblog.com\/mjh\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4666","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.edgewiseblog.com\/mjh\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.edgewiseblog.com\/mjh\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.edgewiseblog.com\/mjh\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.edgewiseblog.com\/mjh\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=4666"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.edgewiseblog.com\/mjh\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4666\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":4667,"href":"https:\/\/www.edgewiseblog.com\/mjh\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4666\/revisions\/4667"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.edgewiseblog.com\/mjh\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=4666"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.edgewiseblog.com\/mjh\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=4666"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.edgewiseblog.com\/mjh\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=4666"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}