{"id":9233,"date":"2023-03-20T01:00:00","date_gmt":"2023-03-20T05:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.newspaperhistory.com\/?p=9233"},"modified":"2023-03-20T01:00:00","modified_gmt":"2023-03-20T05:00:00","slug":"the-word-of-the-dust","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/the-word-of-the-dust\/","title":{"rendered":"The Word of the Dust"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p><em>From the <a href=\"https:\/\/chroniclingamerica.loc.gov\/lccn\/sn92053934\/1915-03-20\/ed-1\/seq-4\/\">Rock Island Argus, March 20, 1915<\/a>. By W. D. Nesbit.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n\n<p>Bother to man, and to beast, and bird,<br\/>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Bother to grass and trees\u2014<br\/>This is my saying; this is my word;<br\/>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;I have been all of these.<br\/>Out of me, back of me, year by year,<br\/>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Journey the maids and men;<br\/>Treading me, tossing me there and here\u2014<br\/>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Then to my arms again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n<p>Look at me, laugh at me! Yet I hold<br\/>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Red of the rose\u2019s heart,<br\/>Red of the laughing lips, that, bold<br\/>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Smile with a maiden\u2019s art.<br\/>Helpless and void of a sign of life<br\/>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Here on the king\u2019s highway\u2014<br\/>Still, I have babbled of love and strife;<br\/>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;I was a king one day!<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n<p>Gray in the twilight, and white at dawn\u2014<br\/>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Walk on me\u2014me, a thing!<br\/>What have I been in the days agone?<br\/>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Beggar, and priest, and king!<br\/>I have been a flower, and brute, and bird,<br\/>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;I have been maids and men.<br\/>Spurn me, and\u2014brother, you have my word\u2014<br\/>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;We shall change place again!<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>From the Rock Island Argus, March 20, 1915. By W. D. Nesbit. Bother to man, and to beast, and bird,&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Bother to grass and trees\u2014This is my saying; this is my word;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;I have been all of these.Out of me, back of me, year by year,&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Journey the maids and men;Treading me, tossing me there and here\u2014&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Then to [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3,7],"tags":[300],"class_list":["post-9233","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-newspapers","category-rock-island-argus","tag-w-d-nesbit"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9233","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=9233"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9233\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=9233"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=9233"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=9233"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}