old pianos<\/b><\/p>\n
when i was a girl visiting there was an old hut nearby when they just up & left wait! the reason i ask does connect : <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" old pianos when i was a girl visiting my grandparents in Tassie i came across an old piano in the forest flaking veneer like the shoulders of a sunburnt child there was an old hut nearby & i wondered if the owners had been moving…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":360,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,441],"tags":[4906,4535,1552,284,596,4954,4921],"class_list":["post-109504","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem","category-poetry-prompt-responses","tag-2022fullmarathon","tag-apocalypse","tag-dropped-the-sky","tag-music","tag-piano","tag-stella-speaking","tag-ya-verse-novel"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/109504","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\/360"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=109504"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/109504\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":109558,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/109504\/revisions\/109558"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=109504"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=109504"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=109504"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nmy grandparents in Tassie
\ni came across an old piano
\nin the forest flaking veneer
\n<\/span>like the shoulders of a sunburnt child<\/p>\n
\n& i wondered if the owners
\nhad been moving the piano
\neither in or out of their home
\n(i could never decide which was saddest)<\/p>\n
\n<\/span>what could cause them to
\nabandon something which
\nwas clearly once so precious
\n<\/span>why were they drawn away so suddenly<\/p>\n
\nwill that be all left of our world
\n<\/span>in a hundred year\u2019s time \u2014 just
\n<\/span>old odd bits of junk being eaten
\nby rain & washed away by chords of wind?<\/p>\n