{"id":109996,"date":"2022-06-25T13:11:46","date_gmt":"2022-06-25T17:11:46","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/?p=109996"},"modified":"2022-06-25T13:11:46","modified_gmt":"2022-06-25T17:11:46","slug":"stage-four-of-grief-hour-five","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2022\/06\/stage-four-of-grief-hour-five\/","title":{"rendered":"Stage Four of Grief, hour five"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>You can&#8217;t crawl back into a moment in time. You can&#8217;t slip into it,<\/p>\n<p>easy, like a hand through a glove. I can&#8217;t go back in time, drifting,<\/p>\n<p>sliding into memory, but I try. It&#8217;s fuzzy on the edges, but if I focus in,<\/p>\n<p>tight, I can see your face, reflected in the wine glass on a windowsill.<\/p>\n<p>Your mouth moves, but I can&#8217;t hear your voice anymore. A sunflower head<\/p>\n<p>perches in it now, empty and dried out, the petals hanging limply<\/p>\n<p>or shriveled on a hardback that I left to prop the window open for air.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m drowning in air and drying out too, and soon I&#8217;ll just sit,<\/p>\n<p>withering away like that flower. Lost in space, wanting to pull back time<\/p>\n<p>like a filmy curtain, and just see you there with me again.<\/p>\n<p>But still, here I am, just waiting, and the time ticks on.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>You can&#8217;t crawl back into a moment in time. You can&#8217;t slip into it, easy, like a hand through a glove. I can&#8217;t go back in time, drifting, sliding into memory, but I try. It&#8217;s fuzzy on the edges, but if I focus in, tight,&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":214,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-109996","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/109996","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\/214"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=109996"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/109996\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":110117,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/109996\/revisions\/110117"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=109996"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=109996"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=109996"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}