{"id":108919,"date":"2022-06-25T11:47:31","date_gmt":"2022-06-25T15:47:31","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/?p=108919"},"modified":"2022-06-29T11:57:49","modified_gmt":"2022-06-29T15:57:49","slug":"hour-three-the-fiddler","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2022\/06\/hour-three-the-fiddler\/","title":{"rendered":"Hour Three &#8211; The Fiddler"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/the-poetry-marathon-prompts\/prompts-for-third-hour\">Hour<\/a><u> Three \u2013 <\/u><strong>Not exactly a text prompt<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Listen to the following song before writing a poem, you can also play it again and write with it:\u00a0<a href=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=N5j1AwBaPtk\">https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=N5j1AwBaPtk<\/a><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><u>The Fiddler on the Street<\/u><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>He took his fiddle to the middle of the street<\/p>\n<p>The naked, barren empty street<\/p>\n<p>Bereft of traffic or busy feet<\/p>\n<p>At the leafy corner where the two roads meet<\/p>\n<p>He began to play, alone on the street.<\/p>\n<p>Net curtains fluttered and neighbours came out<\/p>\n<p>with folding chairs, they set about.<\/p>\n<p>And soon their feet, tap-tapping to the beat<\/p>\n<p>of the music that began to fill the street.<\/p>\n<p>He had planned this just as a little treat<\/p>\n<p>for the children who lived across the street<\/p>\n<p>who planted rainbows on windows to greet<\/p>\n<p>the daily exercisers who walked the street.<\/p>\n<p>They came to the gate, and smiled so sweet<\/p>\n<p>to thank him well for this unexpected treat<\/p>\n<p>But they stayed far away, they didn\u2019t cheat,<\/p>\n<p>holding hands, on the other side of the street.<\/p>\n<p>Young and old, cheered on in the heat<\/p>\n<p>and sang along, an impromptu feat<\/p>\n<p>And, for a while virus worries forgotten<\/p>\n<p>thanks to the fiddler who fiddled joy into the street.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Hour Three \u2013 Not exactly a text prompt Listen to the following song before writing a poem, you can also play it again and write with it:\u00a0https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=N5j1AwBaPtk &nbsp; The Fiddler on the Street &nbsp; He took his fiddle to the middle of the street The&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1430,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,2114,1136],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-108919","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem","category-official-marathon-announcement","category-official-marathon-prompts"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/108919","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\/1430"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=108919"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/108919\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":124329,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/108919\/revisions\/124329"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=108919"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=108919"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=108919"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}