{"id":7105,"date":"2016-09-08T13:35:00","date_gmt":"2016-09-08T13:35:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/lifeiswhathappens.ca\/?p=7105"},"modified":"2026-01-15T19:38:58","modified_gmt":"2026-01-15T19:38:58","slug":"a-window-on-a-monday-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lifeiswhathappens.ca\/?p=7105","title":{"rendered":"A window on a Monday"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>OK, it&#8217;s Thursday, but I promised you a poem from Aimless Love by Billy Collins and here it is. It&#8217;s longer than most poems I read, but it says so much about the everyday &#8211; Not just every Monday<br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #222222;font-size: 22px\"><br \/><\/span><br \/>\n<\/p>\n<table align=\"center\" cellpadding=\"0\" cellspacing=\"0\" class=\"tr-caption-container\" style=\"margin-left: auto;margin-right: auto;text-align: center\">\n<tbody>\n<tr>\n<td style=\"text-align: center\"><a href=\"https:\/\/blogger.googleusercontent.com\/img\/b\/R29vZ2xl\/AVvXsEiK2SzK1SLRF3dMamDP0PFjcqC6WvpzfqKPpPR3tIUBZoyHiFqHWK4VarB9_UlwEZHBwClhyphenhyphenY9JUaqOR3OirlLKJ-v6wPpvwYmmeLkRpECn7ZBGV94qQqTqrc7Q6tjVt0ZbX1S_DQ\/s320\/SF+window.jpg\" style=\"margin-left: auto;margin-right: auto\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" border=\"0\" height=\"320\" src=\"https:\/\/blogger.googleusercontent.com\/img\/b\/R29vZ2xl\/AVvXsEiK2SzK1SLRF3dMamDP0PFjcqC6WvpzfqKPpPR3tIUBZoyHiFqHWK4VarB9_UlwEZHBwClhyphenhyphenY9JUaqOR3OirlLKJ-v6wPpvwYmmeLkRpECn7ZBGV94qQqTqrc7Q6tjVt0ZbX1S_DQ\/s320\/SF+window.jpg\" width=\"213\" \/><\/a><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<td class=\"tr-caption\" style=\"text-align: center\">Life through the slats<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n<p><span style=\"color: #222222;font-size: 22px\"><br \/><\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #222222;font-size: 22px\">Monday &#8211; Billy Collins<\/span><\/p>\n<div class=\"post-body entry-content\" id=\"post-body-1541131835766969622\" style=\"color: #222222;font-size: 13px;line-height: 1.4;position: relative;width: 560px\">\n<span style=\", sans-serif\">The birds are in their trees<\/span><\/div>\n<div class=\"post-body entry-content\" id=\"post-body-1541131835766969622\" style=\"color: #222222;font-size: 13px;line-height: 1.4;position: relative;width: 560px\">\n<span style=\", sans-serif\">toast is in the toaster,<br \/>and the poets are at their windows.<\/p>\n<p>They are at their windows<br \/>in every section of the tangerine of earth-<br \/>the Chinese poets looking up at the moon,<br \/>the American poets gazing out<br \/>at the pink and blue ribbons of sunrise<\/p>\n<p>The clerks are at their desks,<br \/>the miners are down in their mines,<br \/>and the poets are looking out their windows<br \/>maybe with a cigarette, a cup of tea,<br \/>and maybe a flannel shirt or bathrobe is involved.<\/p>\n<p>The proofreaders are playing the ping-pong<br \/>game of proofreading,<br \/>glancing back and forth from page to page,<br \/>the chefs are dicing celery and potatoes,<br \/>and the poets are at their windows<br \/>because it is their job for which<br \/>they are paid nothing every Friday afternoon.<\/p>\n<p>Which window it hardly seems to matter<br \/>though many have a favorite,<br \/>for there is always something to see-<br \/>a bird grasping a thin branch,<br \/>the headlight of a taxi rounding a corner,<br \/>those two boys in wool caps angling across the street.<\/p>\n<p>The fishermen bob in their boats,<br \/>the linemen climb their round poles,<br \/>the barbers wait by their mirrors and chairs,<br \/>and the poets continue to stare<br \/>at the cracked birdbath or a limb knocked down by the wind.<\/p>\n<p>By now, it should go without saying<br \/>that what the oven is to the baker<br \/>and the berry-stained blouse to the dry cleaner,<br \/>so the window is to the poet.<\/p>\n<p>Just think-<br \/>before the invention of the window,<br \/>the poets would have had to put on a jacket<br \/>and a winter hat to go outside<br \/>or remain indoors with only a wall to stare at.<\/p>\n<p>And when I say a wall,<br \/>I do not mean a wall with striped wallpaper<br \/>and a sketch of a cow in a frame.<\/p>\n<p>I mean a cold wall of fieldstones,<br \/>the wall of the medieval sonnet,<br \/>the original woman&#8217;s heart of stone,<br \/>the stone caught in the throat of her poet-lover.<\/span><\/div>\n<div>\n<\/div>\n<table align=\"center\" cellpadding=\"0\" cellspacing=\"0\" class=\"tr-caption-container\" style=\"margin-left: auto;margin-right: auto;text-align: center\">\n<tbody>\n<tr>\n<td style=\"text-align: center\"><a href=\"https:\/\/blogger.googleusercontent.com\/img\/b\/R29vZ2xl\/AVvXsEjbd0Zlo1GpoVXD_iQnIYhGSFxpyD93nbybcOCGGbVKTo5Jp7Y95ZuLBX_LEf5hE1iJN1lki5G7LjDFf9vE79WDJEIGyamqZkccMJtCydo7JYhzSkeLlEEX2OwYnyk1rq5AuWwDEw\/s320\/SF+window+2.jpg\" style=\"margin-left: auto;margin-right: auto\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" border=\"0\" height=\"213\" src=\"https:\/\/blogger.googleusercontent.com\/img\/b\/R29vZ2xl\/AVvXsEjbd0Zlo1GpoVXD_iQnIYhGSFxpyD93nbybcOCGGbVKTo5Jp7Y95ZuLBX_LEf5hE1iJN1lki5G7LjDFf9vE79WDJEIGyamqZkccMJtCydo7JYhzSkeLlEEX2OwYnyk1rq5AuWwDEw\/s320\/SF+window+2.jpg\" width=\"320\" \/><\/a><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<td class=\"tr-caption\" style=\"text-align: center\">A many windowed world<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n<div>\n<\/div>\n<p>I spend a lot of time looking out of and into windows. I wonder about the people who live beyond the windows I see, when I pass by and I wonder about the people who pass by my windows. The pictures are the views from various windows in the apartment we rented in San Francisco. It was in Chinatown and I wondered what aspect of their culture created these scenes from my window. Or was it just the close quartering of a big city, built precariously on, up and over mountains.<\/p>\n<table align=\"center\" cellpadding=\"0\" cellspacing=\"0\" class=\"tr-caption-container\" style=\"margin-left: auto;margin-right: auto;text-align: center\">\n<tbody>\n<tr>\n<td style=\"text-align: center\"><a href=\"https:\/\/blogger.googleusercontent.com\/img\/b\/R29vZ2xl\/AVvXsEjC6tKDX7XxgfXpXRw_4jy3JtI1KUyPCEwVKIg4iR3kg-C4Br_t3460xkf4J0ahsP-Hnpt1XqVwFr54ep1m6a5p0jLJKcz2okhWKfHICzbuLxLPFtAJDY8HOsfrC4uYLptAEM8jCw\/s320\/SF+window+3.jpg\" style=\"margin-left: auto;margin-right: auto\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" border=\"0\" height=\"320\" src=\"https:\/\/blogger.googleusercontent.com\/img\/b\/R29vZ2xl\/AVvXsEjC6tKDX7XxgfXpXRw_4jy3JtI1KUyPCEwVKIg4iR3kg-C4Br_t3460xkf4J0ahsP-Hnpt1XqVwFr54ep1m6a5p0jLJKcz2okhWKfHICzbuLxLPFtAJDY8HOsfrC4uYLptAEM8jCw\/s320\/SF+window+3.jpg\" width=\"213\" \/><\/a><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<td class=\"tr-caption\" style=\"text-align: center\">On the outside looking in<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n<div class=\"post-body entry-content\" id=\"post-body-1541131835766969622\" style=\"color: #222222;line-height: 1.4;position: relative;width: 560px\">\n<span style=\"font-family: inherit;font-size: 13px\"><br \/><\/span><br \/>\n<\/p>\n<div style=\"color: black\">\nHave a poetic day!!<\/div>\n<div style=\"font-size: 13px\">\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>OK, it&#8217;s Thursday, but I promised you a poem from Aimless Love by Billy Collins and here it is. It&#8217;s longer than most poems I read, but it says so much about the everyday &#8211; Not just every Monday Life through the slats Monday &#8211; Billy Collins The birds are in their trees toast is [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":7106,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"site-sidebar-layout":"default","site-content-layout":"","ast-site-content-layout":"default","site-content-style":"default","site-sidebar-style":"default","ast-global-header-display":"","ast-banner-title-visibility":"","ast-main-header-display":"","ast-hfb-above-header-display":"","ast-hfb-below-header-display":"","ast-hfb-mobile-header-display":"","site-post-title":"","ast-breadcrumbs-content":"","ast-featured-img":"","footer-sml-layout":"","ast-disable-related-posts":"","theme-transparent-header-meta":"","adv-header-id-meta":"","stick-header-meta":"","header-above-stick-meta":"","header-main-stick-meta":"","header-below-stick-meta":"","astra-migrate-meta-layouts":"default","ast-page-background-enabled":"default","ast-page-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"ast-content-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"footnotes":""},"categories":[12,19],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-7105","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-poetry","category-travel"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/lifeiswhathappens.ca\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7105","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/lifeiswhathappens.ca\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/lifeiswhathappens.ca\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lifeiswhathappens.ca\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lifeiswhathappens.ca\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=7105"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/lifeiswhathappens.ca\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7105\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":7109,"href":"https:\/\/lifeiswhathappens.ca\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7105\/revisions\/7109"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lifeiswhathappens.ca\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/7106"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/lifeiswhathappens.ca\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=7105"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lifeiswhathappens.ca\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=7105"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lifeiswhathappens.ca\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=7105"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}