{"id":115289,"date":"2022-06-25T19:20:44","date_gmt":"2022-06-25T23:20:44","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/?p=115289"},"modified":"2022-06-25T19:20:44","modified_gmt":"2022-06-25T23:20:44","slug":"hour-ten-magpie-mary-pecaut","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2022\/06\/hour-ten-magpie-mary-pecaut\/","title":{"rendered":"Hour Ten &#8211; Magpie      Mary Pecaut"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Hour Ten &#8211;\u00a0 \u00a0 MAGPIE \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 Mary Pecaut<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">I&#8217;m the bringer of all that sparkles,<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">harbinger of luck &#8211; good or bad\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">you decide.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">My cackle is a siren\u2019s call<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">A matriarchal cry<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Save Our Mother Gaia<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">My metallic green and purple sheen<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">gleam glossy\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">yet all is not\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">what it seems.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Rising waters engulf\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">the earth, the future\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">is grim.\u00a0 Here we are &#8211;<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 Out on a limb<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Hour Ten &#8211;\u00a0 \u00a0 MAGPIE \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 Mary Pecaut &nbsp; I&#8217;m the bringer of all that sparkles, harbinger of luck &#8211; good or bad\u00a0 you decide. &nbsp; My cackle is a siren\u2019s call A matriarchal cry Save Our Mother&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1509,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-115289","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/115289","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\/1509"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=115289"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/115289\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":115308,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/115289\/revisions\/115308"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=115289"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=115289"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=115289"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}