{"id":1431,"date":"2017-05-21T17:55:06","date_gmt":"2017-05-21T17:55:06","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/?p=1431"},"modified":"2017-05-22T16:22:55","modified_gmt":"2017-05-22T16:22:55","slug":"rites-of-may","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/?p=1431","title":{"rendered":"RITES OF MAY"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/05\/photo-1.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter wp-image-1428\" src=\"https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/05\/photo-1.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"440\" height=\"330\" srcset=\"https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/05\/photo-1.jpg 1632w, https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/05\/photo-1-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/05\/photo-1-768x576.jpg 768w, https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/05\/photo-1-1024x768.jpg 1024w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 440px) 100vw, 440px\" \/><\/a><a href=\"https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/05\/photo-3-e1495415195917.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter wp-image-1437\" src=\"https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/05\/photo-3-e1495415195917.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"299\" height=\"399\" srcset=\"https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/05\/photo-3-e1495415195917.jpg 1224w, https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/05\/photo-3-e1495415195917-225x300.jpg 225w, https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/05\/photo-3-e1495415195917-768x1024.jpg 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 299px) 100vw, 299px\" \/><\/a>The RITES OF MAY<br \/>\nto Don DeLillo<\/p>\n<p>The tail end of a violent semester<br \/>\nparents rush in with their Suburbans<br \/>\na mixed bag of doubled emotions<\/p>\n<p>Living next to Brown I see<br \/>\nthe flying styrofoam pitched by mother<br \/>\nin a pique of anger.\u00a0 The Chinese doctor<\/p>\n<p>beside her fares no better, Pacman<br \/>\nmattress strapped onto his New York beemer.<br \/>\nBattered chairs, resculpted fans<\/p>\n<p>twisted bike frames blind, without eyes<br \/>\ncrutches,\u00a0messy Amazon boxes; wait &#8211;<br \/>\nIs this Lourdes?\u00a0 Against a wall<br \/>\nheaps of discarded crutches &#8211; the plagued can walk!<\/p>\n<p>Oh, the disarray of time, the leap<br \/>\nfrom melancholy autumn, sentimental<br \/>\ngoodbyes amidst the burnished elms.<\/p>\n<p>Separation then seemed so stark; turns out<br \/>\n(frat boys belch while pretending to help)<br \/>\nshedding wasn&#8217;t forever.<\/p>\n<p>Relief!\u00a0 My own sassy, long-haired girls<br \/>\nare heading home &#8211; and with curated<br \/>\ntransition will settle in.<\/p>\n<p>It isn&#8217;t &#8220;Sunrise, Sunset&#8221; which I played<br \/>\non the black and white upright at nine<br \/>\nfeeling sorry for the parents bereft<\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s refeathering &#8211; the kids are moving<br \/>\nback in.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/05\/photo-2.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter wp-image-1429\" src=\"https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/05\/photo-2.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"469\" height=\"351\" srcset=\"https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/05\/photo-2.jpg 1632w, https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/05\/photo-2-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/05\/photo-2-768x576.jpg 768w, https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/05\/photo-2-1024x768.jpg 1024w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 469px) 100vw, 469px\" \/><\/a><a href=\"https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/05\/West-Quad.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter wp-image-1430\" src=\"https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/05\/West-Quad.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"468\" height=\"351\" srcset=\"https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/05\/West-Quad.jpg 1632w, https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/05\/West-Quad-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/05\/West-Quad-768x576.jpg 768w, https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/05\/West-Quad-1024x768.jpg 1024w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 468px) 100vw, 468px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The RITES OF MAY to Don DeLillo The tail end of a violent semester parents rush in with their Suburbans a mixed bag of doubled emotions Living next to Brown I see the flying styrofoam pitched by mother in a &hellip; 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