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I once played The Wild <\/em>Horseman<\/em> on But didn’t like my teacher so It was an upright piano. Used. We They left it there when my grandparents Decades later my grown son and They found I once played The Wild Horseman on the used piano my mother bought for my lessons. But didn’t like my teacher so I quit before I could play as well as she did. It was an upright piano. Used. We signed it inside the cover,…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1210,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11,441],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-109313","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-half-marathon-poem","category-poetry-prompt-responses"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/109313","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\/1210"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=109313"}],"version-history":[{"count":7,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/109313\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":123286,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/109313\/revisions\/123286"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=109313"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=109313"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=109313"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nthe used piano my mother
\nbought for my lessons.<\/p>\n
\nI quit before I could play as well
\nas she did.<\/p>\n
\nsigned it inside the cover, back of where
\nyou place your music.
\nThat piano moved three times. From
\nthe upstairs flat n Calvert, to the house
\non Oregon and
\nback upstairs to the flat on Fairfield.<\/p>\n
\ndied and they moved 300 miles
\naway.<\/p>\n
\na friend went
\nexploring\u00a0 the house on Oregon, missing half
\nthe roof, doors boarded up or
\nboards torn
\noff.<\/p>\n
\nan abandoned piano in
\nthe wreckage. It wasn’t ours though.
\nSomeone else
\nhad moved on and left it
\nbehind.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"