{"id":101793,"date":"2021-06-27T06:14:20","date_gmt":"2021-06-27T10:14:20","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=101793"},"modified":"2021-06-29T23:26:11","modified_gmt":"2021-06-30T03:26:11","slug":"a-short-self-portrait-in-earth","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2021\/06\/a-short-self-portrait-in-earth\/","title":{"rendered":"A Short Self-Portrait in Earth"},"content":{"rendered":"

My bare toes, like roots, dig into soft peat
\nAnd I have caught music in the brass bound to my bones.
\nI have let cold chalk waters run through my fingers and wind into my clothes.<\/p>\n

I have picked up quartz from the mountaintop
\nAnd stained my ragged trainers red on western clay.
\nI do not know what land I\u2019ll steep in next, but I know I\u2019ll meet that earth in happy days.<\/p>\n

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\nCatch-up poem from prompt nineteen.<\/em>
\n—————————————————<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

My bare toes, like roots, dig into soft peat And I have caught music in the brass bound to my bones. I have let cold chalk waters run through my fingers and wind into my clothes. I have picked up quartz from the mountaintop And…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2314,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-101793","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/101793","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2314"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=101793"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/101793\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":103816,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/101793\/revisions\/103816"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=101793"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=101793"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=101793"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}