{"id":107678,"date":"2022-06-25T10:51:45","date_gmt":"2022-06-25T14:51:45","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/?p=107678"},"modified":"2022-06-25T15:30:02","modified_gmt":"2022-06-25T19:30:02","slug":"the-darkest-evening-of-the-year","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2022\/06\/the-darkest-evening-of-the-year\/","title":{"rendered":"The Darkest Evening of the Year (Hour 2)"},"content":{"rendered":"

“The darkest evening of the year” -Robert Frost,\u00a0Stopping by the Woods on a Snowy Evening<\/em><\/p>\n

the first time you hold his neck<\/p>\n

he tells you that it is a palace only a queen enters<\/p>\n

you tell him you are his queen<\/p>\n

then he shows you to the throne<\/p>\n

you sit a kiss on it-<\/p>\n

that is the same spot you drive your knife in<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

you are awakened by a noiseless wail<\/p>\n

intuition makes your hands rove the bed<\/p>\n

you feel the cold of absence<\/p>\n

it tells you it has been empty a long time<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

you take your pocket knife<\/p>\n

years of abuse builds a monster<\/p>\n

you roar out of the room<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

your daughter’s door is shut<\/p>\n

you hear the noiseless wail that woke you again<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

you’re careful when you open it<\/p>\n

it is your baby’s graduation the next day<\/p>\n

you do not want to wake her<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

it takes seconds for your eyes to find comfort in the darkness<\/p>\n

you do not scream or call on God<\/p>\n

you do not run to get anointing oil like your mother<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

you walk forward and drive the knife into him<\/p>\n

history might have repeated itself<\/p>\n

but this stepfather must die<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

“The darkest evening of the year” -Robert Frost,\u00a0Stopping by the Woods on a Snowy Evening the first time you hold his neck he tells you that it is a palace only a queen enters you tell him you are his queen then he shows you…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4575,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11,1136,441,1],"tags":[4957,4923,4963],"class_list":["post-107678","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-half-marathon-poem","category-official-marathon-prompts","category-poetry-prompt-responses","category-uncategorized","tag-2022hour2","tag-2022marathon","tag-2022prompt2"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/107678","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\/4575"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=107678"}],"version-history":[{"count":7,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/107678\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":112134,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/107678\/revisions\/112134"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=107678"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=107678"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=107678"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}