{"id":75,"date":"2020-06-01T11:53:00","date_gmt":"2020-06-01T16:53:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.muw.edu\/poetrysouth\/?p=75"},"modified":"2022-12-01T11:54:19","modified_gmt":"2022-12-01T17:54:19","slug":"four-leaf-clovers-in-bibles","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.muw.edu\/poetrysouth\/poetry\/four-leaf-clovers-in-bibles\/","title":{"rendered":"Four-leaf Clovers in Bibles"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\"><strong>Claude Wilkinson<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>As with teacakes and cloudlike meringues,&nbsp;<br>in this too, my mother was expert.&nbsp;<br>Under a net of evening shade&nbsp;<br>from our two huge walnut trees,&nbsp;<br>she would sit on her old wrought-iron chair&nbsp;<br>in the hush just after supper swatting sweat bees&nbsp;<br>and pointing me in the right direction.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Among scents of wild allium&nbsp;<br>and waves of green deception,&nbsp;<br>I groped from cold to closer&nbsp;<br>to there at my sweeping palm&nbsp;<br>where were clustered three or more&nbsp;<br>of the magic charms she had seen&nbsp;<br>at least six feet away.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>A whole minute might go by&nbsp;<br>as she twirled them between&nbsp;<br>her index finger and thumb&nbsp;<br>as if checking genuineness&nbsp;<br>before sending me for her Bible&nbsp;<br>with the white leather cover&nbsp;<br>and luminous Sacr\u00e9-Coeur&nbsp;<br>stung with a ring of thorns&nbsp;<br>above its table of contents.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Somewhere after the Fall&nbsp;<br>but before the Resurrection, her favor&nbsp;<br>ripened from emerald to golden&nbsp;<br>in columns like verses themselves&nbsp;<br>amid Job\u2019s patience or Solomon\u2019s wisdom.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The first leaf, they say, bears hope;&nbsp;<br>the second, ironically, faith;&nbsp;<br>the third leaf is for love,&nbsp;<br>and a fourth holds the luck.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>When there\u2019s a fifth, even a sixth,&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>they are paths to money and fame.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>And if ever a seventh, the finder&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>can count on a long life as well. &nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Though our chances at nature\u2019s lottery&nbsp;<br>are figured to be only one&nbsp;<br>in ten thousand, or half those odds,&nbsp;<br>if you believe the optimists.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Still, they were hunted then harbored&nbsp;<br>in Bibles of other women&nbsp;<br>in the community too, as they had been&nbsp;<br>by their mothers and so on,&nbsp;<br>perhaps for happier marriages,&nbsp;<br>a bountiful garden, or better children.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>On occasion, when I spot their fortunes now&nbsp;<br>while spraying anthills or weeding the lawn,&nbsp;<br>I sometimes imagine an endless line&nbsp;<br>of all the saintly others, like my mother,&nbsp;<br>halt from worn-out knees,&nbsp;<br>taken in their dances with cancer,&nbsp;<br>going one by one through Heaven\u2019s&nbsp;<br>narrow gate, their winning bets below&nbsp;<br>perfectly hedged and pressed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-right\"><em>Issue 11,&nbsp;2019, pp. 8-9<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Claude Wilkinson As with teacakes and cloudlike meringues,&nbsp;in this too, my mother was expert.&nbsp;Under a net of evening shade&nbsp;from our two huge walnut trees,&nbsp;she would sit on her old wrought-iron [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-75","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.muw.edu\/poetrysouth\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/75","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.muw.edu\/poetrysouth\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.muw.edu\/poetrysouth\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.muw.edu\/poetrysouth\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.muw.edu\/poetrysouth\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=75"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.muw.edu\/poetrysouth\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/75\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":76,"href":"https:\/\/www.muw.edu\/poetrysouth\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/75\/revisions\/76"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.muw.edu\/poetrysouth\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=75"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.muw.edu\/poetrysouth\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=75"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.muw.edu\/poetrysouth\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=75"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}