{"id":599,"date":"2022-01-08T19:21:30","date_gmt":"2022-01-08T19:21:30","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/?page_id=599"},"modified":"2022-01-08T20:13:05","modified_gmt":"2022-01-08T20:13:05","slug":"robert-davidson","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/spoon-river-anthology\/robert-davidson\/","title":{"rendered":"Robert Davidson"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I grew spiritually fat living off the souls of men.<br \/>\nIf I saw a soul that was strong<br \/>\nI wounded its pride and devoured its strength.<br \/>\nThe shelters of friendship knew my cunning<br \/>\nFor where I could steal a friend I did so.<br \/>\nAnd wherever I could enlarge my power<br \/>\nBy undermining ambition, I did so,<br \/>\nThus to make smooth my own.<br \/>\nAnd to triumph over other souls,<br \/>\nJust to assert and prove my superior strength,<br \/>\nWas with me a delight,<br \/>\nThe keen exhilaration of soul gymnastics.<br \/>\nDevouring souls, I should have lived forever.<br \/>\nBut their undigested remains bred in me a deadly nephritis,<br \/>\nWith fear, restlessness, sinking spirits,<br \/>\nHatred, suspicion, vision disturbed.<br \/>\nI collapsed at last with a shriek.<br \/>\nRemember the acorn;<br \/>\nIt does not devour other acorns.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/10\/2022\/01\/Pages-from-Spoon_River_Anthology-140.svg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-559\" role=\"img\" src=\"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/10\/2022\/01\/Pages-from-Spoon_River_Anthology-140.svg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"300\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/spoon-river-anthology\/jim-brown\/\">Previous: Jim Brown<\/a><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/spoon-river-anthology\/elsa-wertman\/\">Next: Elsa Wertman<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I grew spiritually fat living off the souls of men. If I saw a soul that was strong I wounded its pride and devoured its strength. The shelters of friendship knew my cunning For where I could steal a friend I did so. And wherever I could enlarge my power By undermining ambition, I did [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":68,"menu_order":108,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[],"tags":[67],"class_list":["post-599","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry","tag-robert-davidson"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/599","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=599"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/599\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":692,"href":"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/599\/revisions\/692"}],"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=599"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=599"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=599"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}