{"id":107101,"date":"2022-06-25T09:46:00","date_gmt":"2022-06-25T13:46:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/?p=107101"},"modified":"2022-06-26T11:10:15","modified_gmt":"2022-06-26T15:10:15","slug":"poem-1-22","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2022\/06\/poem-1-22\/","title":{"rendered":"Poem 1"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: center\">Bathroom Door<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">Every droplet<br \/>\nof cold water that<br \/>\nrains on my face<br \/>\ndrowns me<br \/>\nin solace<br \/>\nand wonderful thoughts,<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">like how words cleanse my soul and wash my sorrow down to the floor,<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">or how the ground thirsts the life brought by rain after an eternal drought.<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">But comfort<br \/>\nis overrated<br \/>\nand wonderful thoughts<br \/>\nnever go<br \/>\nbeyond the bathroom door.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Bathroom Door Every droplet of cold water that rains on my face drowns me in solace and wonderful thoughts, like how words cleanse my soul and wash my sorrow down to the floor, or how the ground thirsts the life brought by rain after an&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4572,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-107101","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/107101","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\/4572"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=107101"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/107101\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":108925,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/107101\/revisions\/108925"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=107101"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=107101"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=107101"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}