{"id":9840,"date":"2019-05-18T00:38:36","date_gmt":"2019-05-18T07:38:36","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.kathrynpetroharper.com\/mindfullife\/?p=9840"},"modified":"2026-01-21T16:14:00","modified_gmt":"2026-01-22T00:14:00","slug":"bleeding-heart","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.kathrynpetroharper.com\/mindfullife\/2019\/05\/18\/bleeding-heart\/","title":{"rendered":"Bleeding Heart"},"content":{"rendered":"<div class=\"photopost\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/mindfulone\/47082860354\/in\/datetaken-ff\/\" title=\"bleeding heart\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/live.staticflickr.com\/65535\/47082860354_eef98b34b6.jpg\" width=\"500\" height=\"339\" alt=\"bleeding heart\"><\/a><script async src=\"\/\/embedr.flickr.com\/assets\/client-code.js\" charset=\"utf-8\"><\/script><\/div>\n<p><strong>Bleeding Heart<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>My heart is bleeding. It bleeds upward and fills<br \/>\nmy mouth up with salt. It bleeds because of a city in ruins,<br \/>\nthe chair still warm from sister&#8217;s body,<br \/>\nbecause it will all be irreproducible. My heart<br \/>\nbleeds because of baby bear not finding mama bear and it bleeds<br \/>\nto the tips of my fingers like I painted my nails Crimson.<br \/>\nSometimes my heart bleeds so much I am a raisin.<br \/>\nIt bleeds until I am a quivering ragged clot, bleeds at the ending<br \/>\nwith the heroine and her sunken cancer eyes, at the ending<br \/>\nwith the plaintive flute over smoke-choked killing fields. I&#8217;m bleeding<br \/>\na river of blood right now and it&#8217;s wearing a culvert in me for the blood. My heart<br \/>\nrises up in me, becomes the cork of me and I choke on it. I am bleeding<br \/>\nfor you and for me and for the tiny babies and the IED-blown<br \/>\nleg. It bleeds because I&#8217;m made that way, all filled up with blood,<br \/>\nmy sloppy heart a sponge filled with blood to squeeze onto<br \/>\nany circumstance. Because it is mine, it will always bleed.<br \/>\nMy heart bled today. It bled onto the streets<br \/>\nand the steps of city hall. It bled in the pizza parlor with the useless jukebox.<br \/>\nI&#8217;ve got so much blood to give inside and outside of any milieu.<br \/>\nEven for a bad zoning decision, I&#8217;ll bleed so much you&#8217;ll be bleeding,<br \/>\nall of us bleeding in and out like it&#8217;s breathing,<br \/>\nor kissing, and because it is righteous and terrible and red.<\/p>\n<p>&#8212; <a href=\"https:\/\/www.carmengimenezsmith.com\">Carmen Gim\u00e9nez Smith<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Bleeding Heart My heart is bleeding. It bleeds upward and fills my mouth up with salt. It bleeds because of a city in ruins, the chair still warm from sister&#8217;s body, because it will all be irreproducible. My heart bleeds because of baby bear not finding mama bear and it bleeds to the tips of [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[34,16,30],"tags":[270,69,152,229],"class_list":["post-9840","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-motherhood","category-nature","category-quotes","tag-attention","tag-grief","tag-love","tag-poetry"],"post_mailing_queue_ids":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.kathrynpetroharper.com\/mindfullife\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9840","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.kathrynpetroharper.com\/mindfullife\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.kathrynpetroharper.com\/mindfullife\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.kathrynpetroharper.com\/mindfullife\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.kathrynpetroharper.com\/mindfullife\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=9840"}],"version-history":[{"count":7,"href":"https:\/\/www.kathrynpetroharper.com\/mindfullife\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9840\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":9847,"href":"https:\/\/www.kathrynpetroharper.com\/mindfullife\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9840\/revisions\/9847"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.kathrynpetroharper.com\/mindfullife\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=9840"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.kathrynpetroharper.com\/mindfullife\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=9840"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.kathrynpetroharper.com\/mindfullife\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=9840"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}