{"id":106961,"date":"2022-06-25T09:45:57","date_gmt":"2022-06-25T13:45:57","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/?p=106961"},"modified":"2022-06-25T09:45:57","modified_gmt":"2022-06-25T13:45:57","slug":"birth-3","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2022\/06\/birth-3\/","title":{"rendered":"Birth"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I&#8217;m nearly weightless&#8211;<\/p>\n<p>Floating, luxuriating<\/p>\n<p>in a warm, dark bath.<\/p>\n<p>Solitary, yet<\/p>\n<p>at play, rolling and kicking,<\/p>\n<p>even grabbing my toes.<\/p>\n<p>Occasionally,<\/p>\n<p>in the murky fog, taking<\/p>\n<p>in fluid, hiccupping,<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ve been very safe here<\/p>\n<p>quite some time, and yet<\/p>\n<p>my time has now come.<\/p>\n<p>Suddenly, the walls<\/p>\n<p>quake, and I start hurdling<\/p>\n<p>down a narrow tunnel.<\/p>\n<p>Oblivion, birth?<\/p>\n<p>Yet I been thinking, feeling<\/p>\n<p>a very long, long time.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I&#8217;m nearly weightless&#8211; Floating, luxuriating in a warm, dark bath. Solitary, yet at play, rolling and kicking, even grabbing my toes. Occasionally, in the murky fog, taking in fluid, hiccupping, I&#8217;ve been very safe here quite some time, and yet my time has now come&#8230;.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":979,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-106961","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/106961","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\/979"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=106961"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/106961\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":107118,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/106961\/revisions\/107118"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=106961"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=106961"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=106961"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}