{"id":109916,"date":"2022-06-25T12:56:46","date_gmt":"2022-06-25T16:56:46","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/?p=109916"},"modified":"2022-06-25T12:56:46","modified_gmt":"2022-06-25T16:56:46","slug":"hour-4-after-me-she-will-fly","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2022\/06\/hour-4-after-me-she-will-fly\/","title":{"rendered":"Hour 4: After me,\u00a0 She will fly."},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">A 100 years ago, 5 generations\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Of broken, shredded, bloodied veils,<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Leaving hope in their trails\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">My mother, my grandmother,\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Her mother, her grandmother,\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">And another, that we no longer remember,\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">In embers of my dreams,\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">I see her sometimes<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">It rhymes\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Our suffering<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">The unwavering, unending flow of time\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Ties me to their crimes<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Decade to decade we clip the thorns<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Slip the wings<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">On to the next one\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">After me,\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">She will fly.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>A 100 years ago, 5 generations\u00a0 Of broken, shredded, bloodied veils, Leaving hope in their trails\u00a0 My mother, my grandmother,\u00a0 Her mother, her grandmother,\u00a0 And another, that we no longer remember,\u00a0 In embers of my dreams,\u00a0 I see her sometimes It rhymes\u00a0 Our suffering The&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":930,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-109916","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-half-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/109916","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\/930"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=109916"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/109916\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":109922,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/109916\/revisions\/109922"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=109916"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=109916"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=109916"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}