{"id":216,"date":"2022-01-08T00:16:03","date_gmt":"2022-01-08T00:16:03","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/?page_id=216"},"modified":"2022-01-08T00:33:06","modified_gmt":"2022-01-08T00:33:06","slug":"justice-arnett","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/spoon-river-anthology\/justice-arnett\/","title":{"rendered":"Justice Arnett"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>It is true, fellow citizens,<br \/>\nThat my old docket lying there for years<br \/>\nOn a shelf above my head and over<br \/>\nThe seat of justice, I say it is true<br \/>\nThat docket had an iron rim<br \/>\nWhich gashed my baldness when it fell\u2014<br \/>\n(Somehow I think it was shaken loose<br \/>\nBy the heave of the air all over town<br \/>\nWhen the gasoline tank at the canning works<br \/>\nBlew up and burned <a href=\"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/spoon-river-anthology\/butch-weldy\/\">Butch Weldy<\/a>)\u2014<br \/>\nBut let us argue points in order,<br \/>\nAnd reason the whole case carefully:<br \/>\nFirst I concede my head was cut,<br \/>\nBut second the frightful thing was this:<br \/>\nThe leaves of the docket shot and showered<br \/>\nAround me like a deck of cards<br \/>\nIn the hands of a sleight of hand performer.<br \/>\nAnd up to the end I saw those leaves<br \/>\nTill I said at last, \u201cThose are not leaves,<br \/>\nWhy, can\u2019t you see they are days and days<br \/>\nAnd the days and days of seventy years?<br \/>\nAnd why do you torture me with leaves<br \/>\nAnd the little entries on them?<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/spoon-river-anthology\/lois-spears\/\">Previous: Lois Spears<\/a><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/spoon-river-anthology\/willard-fluke\/\">Next: Willard Fluke<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>It is true, fellow citizens, That my old docket lying there for years On a shelf above my head and over The seat of justice, I say it is true That docket had an iron rim Which gashed my baldness when it fell\u2014 (Somehow I think it was shaken loose By the heave of the [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":68,"menu_order":52,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-216","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/216","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=216"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/216\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":265,"href":"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/216\/revisions\/265"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/68"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=216"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=216"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=216"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}