{"id":11380,"date":"2015-06-13T20:54:40","date_gmt":"2015-06-14T00:54:40","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=11380"},"modified":"2015-06-13T20:54:40","modified_gmt":"2015-06-14T00:54:40","slug":"12-in-the-garden-fountain","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2015\/06\/12-in-the-garden-fountain\/","title":{"rendered":"#12 \u2013 In the garden fountain"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/Creature_20140607213616.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\" size-medium wp-image-11386 alignleft\" src=\"http:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/Creature_20140607213616-212x300.jpg\" alt=\"Creature_20140607213616\" width=\"212\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/Creature_20140607213616-212x300.jpg 212w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/Creature_20140607213616-723x1024.jpg 723w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/Creature_20140607213616.jpg 1000w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 212px) 100vw, 212px\" \/><\/a>A beautiful landscape<\/p>\n<p>With a garden<\/p>\n<p>And a fountain<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>In the garden fountain<\/p>\n<p>I meet you<\/p>\n<p>You rub my back<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>The fruit of love<\/p>\n<p>Sits in your thighs<\/p>\n<p>The golden appeals<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>You move through the vine<\/p>\n<p>In the forest of my flesh<\/p>\n<p>Where flows a young stream<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>The fruit of love<\/p>\n<p>Is on your mind<\/p>\n<p>You are off the mark<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>The x on the spot<\/p>\n<p>Sounds your end<\/p>\n<p>Like a trumpet horning in early dawn<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>The fruit of love<\/p>\n<p>Is in you<\/p>\n<p>Exactly at the centre of you heart<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>A beautiful landscape<\/p>\n<p>With a garden<\/p>\n<p>And a fountain<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>In the garden fountain<\/p>\n<p>I meet you<\/p>\n<p>You kiss me back<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>A beautiful landscape With a garden And a fountain &nbsp; In the garden fountain I meet you You rub my back &nbsp; The fruit of love Sits in your thighs The golden appeals &nbsp; You move through the vine In the forest of my flesh&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":315,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-11380","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11380","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\/315"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=11380"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11380\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":11388,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11380\/revisions\/11388"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=11380"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=11380"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=11380"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}