{"id":18001,"date":"2025-03-07T22:08:56","date_gmt":"2025-03-07T22:08:56","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/shop-cili.com\/?p=18001"},"modified":"2025-03-07T22:08:56","modified_gmt":"2025-03-07T22:08:56","slug":"3-authentic-from-the-heart-poems-including-nostalgia","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/shop-cili.com\/?p=18001","title":{"rendered":"3 Authentic From-The-Heart Poems, Including &#8220;Nostalgia&#8221;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p> <br \/>\n<\/p>\n<div>\n<h2 class=\"wp-block-heading\">A Perfect Love<\/h2>\n<div class=\"wp-block-image\">\n<figure class=\"alignright size-full\"><noscript data-spai=\"1\"><img fetchpriority=\"high\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"400\" height=\"509\" src=\"https:\/\/cdn.shortpixel.ai\/spai\/q_lossy+ret_img+to_auto\/eadn-wc05-103229.nxedge.io\/cdn\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/02\/poems-hajioff-baby-cousin.jpg\" data-spai-egr=\"1\" alt=\"Two cousins hugging - 3 Authentic From-The-Heart Poems, Including &quot;Nostalgia&quot;\" class=\"wp-image-135771\" title=\"POEMS BY OLIVIA HAJIOFF: A Perfect Love, Nostalgia, We Are the Sky 14\" srcset=\"https:\/\/cdn.shortpixel.ai\/spai\/q_lossy+ret_img+to_auto\/eadn-wc05-103229.nxedge.io\/cdn\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/02\/poems-hajioff-baby-cousin.jpg 400w, https:\/\/cdn.shortpixel.ai\/spai\/q_lossy+ret_img+to_auto\/eadn-wc05-103229.nxedge.io\/cdn\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/02\/poems-hajioff-baby-cousin-236x300.jpg 236w, https:\/\/cdn.shortpixel.ai\/spai\/q_lossy+ret_img+to_auto\/eadn-wc05-103229.nxedge.io\/cdn\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/02\/poems-hajioff-baby-cousin-293x373.jpg 293w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 400px) 100vw, 400px\"\/><\/noscript><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n<p>Long ago, I had a baby cousin in another land.<br \/>She spoke, but not one word did we have in common, <br \/>yet there was nothing we did not understand.<br \/>She would sit upon my lap for hours.<br \/>I can still feel her pudgy arms wrapped around my neck,<br \/>rubbery taut like a balloon.<br \/>How safe I felt.<\/p>\n<p>Maybe you know, too, how little words matter<br \/>when the eyes, the tone, tell all.<\/p>\n<p>My mother, a teen, cared for her mother, a baby,<br \/>many years before.<br \/>Did something pass down to us, I wonder?<\/p>\n<p>And when I left, a gorge of grief came.<br \/>The gorge now just a tiny drawstring sack, <br \/>open now and spilling, <br \/>but mostly tied and tucked away.<\/p>\n<p>My baby cousin is 30 now.<br \/>Here and not here. How can that be?<\/p>\n<h2 class=\"wp-block-heading\">Nostalgia<\/h2>\n<p>A frayed, ancient blanket. Its light, loose threads tucked into crevices darkened by time. Their existence unnoticed until they are tugged\u2014hardly, softly.<br \/>You cannot go back, they say. Yet we live so much of our lives in our illusory past.<\/p>\n<p>It is a book that glows within us when held, though the story is long forgotten.<br \/>But what we yearn for has never left. It cannot leave, for the heart is where home is.<\/p>\n<h2 class=\"wp-block-heading\">We Are the Sky<\/h2>\n<p>How are we not the sky?<br \/>It envelops and enters us through our breath, our unsealed skin.<\/p>\n<p>How are we not the rain?<br \/>It shares our blood, and all that is fluid within us.<\/p>\n<p>How are we not the sun?<br \/>It stokes its flames within us and keeps us vital. It feeds all that feed us.<\/p>\n<p>How are we not the Earth?<br \/>We are bound to it, never rising from it for long.<\/p>\n<p>We need no connection. We are but one.<\/p>\n<p><strong>\u00abRELATED READ\u00bb<\/strong> <strong>POEMS BY OLIVIA HAJIOFF: My Father\u2019s Hands and more\u00bb<\/strong><\/p>\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator has-alpha-channel-opacity\"\/>\n<p style=\"font-size:10px\">image 1: ronymichaud<\/p>\n<p><span id=\"tve_leads_end_content\" style=\"display: block; visibility: hidden; border: 1px solid transparent;\"\/>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>A Perfect Love Long ago, I had a baby cousin in another land.She spoke, but not one word did we<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":18002,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[19],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-18001","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-inspiration"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/shop-cili.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18001","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/shop-cili.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/shop-cili.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/shop-cili.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/shop-cili.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=18001"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/shop-cili.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18001\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/shop-cili.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/18002"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/shop-cili.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=18001"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/shop-cili.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=18001"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/shop-cili.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=18001"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}