{"id":108326,"date":"2022-06-25T11:07:37","date_gmt":"2022-06-25T15:07:37","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/?p=108326"},"modified":"2022-06-25T11:07:37","modified_gmt":"2022-06-25T15:07:37","slug":"the-woods-hour-two","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2022\/06\/the-woods-hour-two\/","title":{"rendered":"The Woods &#8211; Hour Two"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.poetryfoundation.org\/poems\/42891\/stopping-by-woods-on-a-snowy-evening\">The woods are lovely, dark and deep<\/a>,<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">But how many secrets can they keep?\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">They are filled to the brim with a<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Dark magic, ethereal beauty mixed<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">With fear of the unknown.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">I walk the path between giants,<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Escaping to this other world,<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">A world away from all the\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Pressure.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Find a meadow surrounded by friends<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">And lay staring to the sky,<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Clouds slipping by into this\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Framed wooded window.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Breathe.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Still.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Quiet.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Peace.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>First line inspired by Robert Frost&#8217;s <a href=\"https:\/\/www.poetryfoundation.org\/poems\/42891\/stopping-by-woods-on-a-snowy-evening\"><b>Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening<\/b><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The woods are lovely, dark and deep, But how many secrets can they keep?\u00a0 &nbsp; They are filled to the brim with a Dark magic, ethereal beauty mixed With fear of the unknown. &nbsp; I walk the path between giants, Escaping to this other world,&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3586,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-108326","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/108326","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\/3586"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=108326"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/108326\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":108344,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/108326\/revisions\/108344"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=108326"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=108326"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=108326"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}