Ode to the Messiness of Making<\/b><\/p>\n
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The small, the short, the delayed, the imperfect, and the pitiful are not honored nearly enough.<\/span><\/p>\n Watching a butterfly quietly escape its chrysalis is as magical as any show in Vegas.<\/span><\/p>\n Late blooms make us pause in awe just like the first buds of Spring.<\/span><\/p>\n Wobbly first steps will make us cheer as heartily as Olympic victories.<\/span><\/p>\n The lines we scratch in our journals can stir the spirit as deeply as the lines of legendary bards.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n Long roads sometimes lead to dead ends.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n How else would the boundaries of the map be made?<\/span><\/p>\n True revelation sometimes cloaks itself in paltry epiphanies.<\/span><\/p>\n Small movements unlock heavy doors.<\/span><\/p>\n We open them and find truer versions of who we are in this world.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n Today, we sing the praises of the small things.<\/span><\/p>\n The first drafts.<\/span><\/p>\n The erasure marks.<\/span><\/p>\n The balled up pieces of paper.<\/span><\/p>\n The scuffed knees.<\/span><\/p>\n The fender benders.<\/span><\/p>\n The early morning practices.<\/span><\/p>\n The dry chicken and burned bread.<\/span><\/p>\n Today, we honor the signs of trying.<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Ode to the Messiness of Making The small, the short, the delayed, the imperfect, and the pitiful are not honored nearly enough. Watching a butterfly quietly escape its chrysalis is as magical as any show in Vegas. Late blooms make us pause in awe…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4411,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-111475","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-half-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/111475","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\/4411"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=111475"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/111475\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":111497,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/111475\/revisions\/111497"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=111475"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=111475"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=111475"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}