{"id":10272,"date":"2015-06-13T17:55:09","date_gmt":"2015-06-13T21:55:09","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=10272"},"modified":"2015-06-13T17:55:09","modified_gmt":"2015-06-13T21:55:09","slug":"you-walk","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2015\/06\/you-walk\/","title":{"rendered":"You Walk"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>In the cold soft blue winter light, morning,<br \/>\nYou Walk.<br \/>\nNo arm no more to hold you back in bed,<br \/>\nYou walk.<br \/>\nNo longer fighting days awake with &#8220;five more minute&#8221; sleep,<br \/>\nYou walk.<br \/>\nThe empty house you own, empty bed and empty thoughts,<br \/>\nYou Walk.<\/p>\n<p>You walk to be seen, to know you didn&#8217;t fade in night.<br \/>\nYou walk to see and hear the voices full of life.<br \/>\nYou walk to fix a point of motion, always moving forward or fall behind.<br \/>\nYou walk to run from age, from dark night grave, from helpless plague.<\/p>\n<p>In morning, so open, quick, the door, and to the street, to left or right maters not, only forward, away for all the still,<br \/>\nYou Walk.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>In the cold soft blue winter light, morning, You Walk. No arm no more to hold you back in bed, You walk. No longer fighting days awake with &#8220;five more minute&#8221; sleep, You walk. The empty house you own, empty bed and empty thoughts, You&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":343,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-10272","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10272","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\/343"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=10272"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10272\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":10307,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10272\/revisions\/10307"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=10272"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=10272"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=10272"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}