{"id":3111,"date":"2005-05-06T11:38:29","date_gmt":"2005-05-06T15:38:29","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.lettersandsodas.com\/books-test\/?p=14"},"modified":"2005-05-06T11:38:29","modified_gmt":"2005-05-06T15:38:29","slug":"knowing-the-east-by-paul-claudeltranslated-by-james-lawlerprinceton-university-press-2004","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/knowing-the-east-by-paul-claudeltranslated-by-james-lawlerprinceton-university-press-2004\/","title":{"rendered":"Knowing the East by Paul ClaudelTranslated by James LawlerPrinceton University Press, 2004"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Winged details: pinecones like rose petals, the curves of a pagoda&#8217;s roof, yellow soil, narrow streets. I love the poem on cities: London, Boston, New York in 1896 but it could almost be now. The trouble is how to capture joy, ideas: sometimes it works, sometimes it&#8217;s all overblown, exclamation points and rhetorical form. But the descriptive passages shine enough to make up for the philosophizing: watching the rain fall, visiting temples, listening to funeral processions pass by. I appreciate the precision of Claudel&#8217;s vocabulary, and the richness of his similes: echoes of Homer, elegant without being overdone: &#8220;a black spider, like Iris who sped straight from heaven into the heart of battle.&#8221;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Winged details: pinecones like rose petals, the curves of a pagoda&#8217;s roof, yellow soil, narrow streets. I love the poem on cities: London, Boston, New York in 1896 but it could almost be now. The trouble is how to capture joy, ideas: sometimes it works, sometimes it&#8217;s all overblown, exclamation points and rhetorical form. But [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[10],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-3111","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3111","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3111"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3111\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3111"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3111"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3111"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}