{"id":396,"date":"2024-07-05T12:32:41","date_gmt":"2024-07-05T17:32:41","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/johnwilliamschwartz.net\/?p=396"},"modified":"2024-07-05T12:32:41","modified_gmt":"2024-07-05T17:32:41","slug":"seeing-what-i-see","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/johnwilliamschwartz.net\/?p=396","title":{"rendered":"Seeing What I See"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-full\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"2560\" height=\"1920\" src=\"https:\/\/johnwilliamschwartz.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/07\/20240518_082637-scaled.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-398\" srcset=\"https:\/\/johnwilliamschwartz.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/07\/20240518_082637-scaled.jpg 2560w, https:\/\/johnwilliamschwartz.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/07\/20240518_082637-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/johnwilliamschwartz.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/07\/20240518_082637-1024x768.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/johnwilliamschwartz.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/07\/20240518_082637-768x576.jpg 768w, https:\/\/johnwilliamschwartz.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/07\/20240518_082637-1536x1152.jpg 1536w, https:\/\/johnwilliamschwartz.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/07\/20240518_082637-2048x1536.jpg 2048w, https:\/\/johnwilliamschwartz.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/07\/20240518_082637-900x675.jpg 900w, https:\/\/johnwilliamschwartz.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/07\/20240518_082637-1280x960.jpg 1280w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 2560px) 100vw, 2560px\" \/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">My daughter Juliana (who&#8217;s all grown-up now and lives in NYC) had mentioned at one point that she loves light and shadows and can just sit looking at them\/watching them for lengthy periods of time. It occurred to me that I didn&#8217;t know if I&#8217;d <em>ever<\/em> done that, so I purposed to do it for at least 15 minutes and then potentially write a poem from that experience to help me engage in it more fully.<br><br>I went out on my front deck, pulled a chair up to get a good view of the shadows cast by my maple tree on my house, and <em>looked<\/em> in a way I am not used to looking. It was really cool. And here&#8217;s the poem. (The second stanza refers to seeing the shadow of two birds that landed in the tree and then flew off&#8230; which was pretty great.)<\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image aligncenter size-full is-resized\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"220\" height=\"433\" src=\"https:\/\/johnwilliamschwartz.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/07\/poem-SEEING-WHAT-I-SEE.png\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-397\" style=\"width:297px;height:auto\" srcset=\"https:\/\/johnwilliamschwartz.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/07\/poem-SEEING-WHAT-I-SEE.png 220w, https:\/\/johnwilliamschwartz.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/07\/poem-SEEING-WHAT-I-SEE-152x300.png 152w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 220px) 100vw, 220px\" \/><\/figure>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>My daughter Juliana (who&#8217;s all grown-up now and lives in NYC) had mentioned at one point that she loves light and shadows and can just sit looking at them\/watching them for lengthy periods of time. It occurred to me that I didn&#8217;t know if I&#8217;d ever done that, so I purposed to do it for [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-396","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/johnwilliamschwartz.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/396","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/johnwilliamschwartz.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/johnwilliamschwartz.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/johnwilliamschwartz.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/johnwilliamschwartz.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=396"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/johnwilliamschwartz.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/396\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":399,"href":"https:\/\/johnwilliamschwartz.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/396\/revisions\/399"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/johnwilliamschwartz.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=396"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/johnwilliamschwartz.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=396"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/johnwilliamschwartz.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=396"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}