{"id":1415,"date":"2019-08-23T01:14:12","date_gmt":"2019-08-23T01:14:12","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/?p=1415"},"modified":"2019-08-17T23:42:37","modified_gmt":"2019-08-17T23:42:37","slug":"snow-angels-by-john-carnegie","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/2019\/08\/23\/snow-angels-by-john-carnegie\/","title":{"rendered":"Snow Angels by John Carnegie"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

John Carnegie comes from Toronto, and since 1991 he\u2019s lived in Paris, Greece, and Amsterdam with the painter Julie Wyn Summerfield. <\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n


Snow Angels<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Somewhere far upstream in my bloodline was a Viking who took a fancy to a Scotswoman
\nancestral to my father. Took a fancy or simply took, I\u2019ll never know, but one way or
\nanother he dove into my genetic backwaters and pissed in my gene pool.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I like to think about winter, but this globally warmed version rarely delivers what I used
\nto be used to. So it lives at the back of my memory, a wall of black ice and slush
\nploughed to the edge of the parking lot to keep the pavement clear for capitalism.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

My mother, at seventeen the eldest, walking the bitter miles of road, snow-cleared by
\na thousand-mile wind, to light the schoolhouse stove and explain \u201cF\u00fchrer\u201d and \u201cEurope\u201d
\nso the kids would know where all the daddies and big brothers had gone.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

And my Oma before her, muttering through the snow in Ekaterina Oblast to retrieve
\nthe severed toes of Opa\u2019s left foot. He hadn\u2019t spoken since the scarlet fever took
\nhis hearing, but he made much noise when his axe went astray on the downward arc,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

this kind and silent man who touched my mother\u2019s throat to hear her when she sang,
\ntapping his short boot in time. But they were safe from the Bolsheviks in Manitoba, and to
\ncelebrate he would wake the children from their brick-warmed beds for one more song.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Somewhere back up my bloodline was a Viking, and I prefer to believe that he actually
\nfancied that bonnie lass. It may have been in a peat hut under sleety rime,
\nor under the Pole Star and an emerald sheet of aurora, but I am sure that<\/p>\n\n\n\n

they let themselves fall back into the unscribed powder, sinking half-weight and
\nbarely breathing in that great northern hush, saying \u201cAre you ready?\u201d and with their
\nupward eyes fixed on the pinhole night, they began slowly to fan their legs and arms.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

John Carnegie comes from Toronto, and since 1991 he\u2019s lived in Paris, Greece, and Amsterdam with the painter Julie Wyn Summerfield. Snow Angels Somewhere far upstream in my bloodline was a Viking who took a fancy to a Scotswoman ancestral to my father. Took a fancy or simply took, I\u2019ll never know, but one way … Read More<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"nf_dc_page":"","om_disable_all_campaigns":false,"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[4],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1415","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/pa867U-mP","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1415","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1415"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1415\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1438,"href":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1415\/revisions\/1438"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1415"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1415"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1415"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}