{"id":115813,"date":"2022-06-25T20:30:25","date_gmt":"2022-06-26T00:30:25","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/?p=115813"},"modified":"2022-06-25T20:30:25","modified_gmt":"2022-06-26T00:30:25","slug":"hour-12-gathering","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2022\/06\/hour-12-gathering\/","title":{"rendered":"Hour 12- Gathering"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Here on Maui<\/p>\n<p>we poets have a tradition<\/p>\n<p>of beaching our poetry.<\/p>\n<p>We shlub our chairs<\/p>\n<p>across the sand<\/p>\n<p>Wood, backpacks, jackets<\/p>\n<p>Bags, a table, pens and notebooks, dinner, snacks<\/p>\n<p>Booze, Water-bottles.<\/p>\n<p>We make a circle around<\/p>\n<p>Where the campfire will go<\/p>\n<p>We write some poems<\/p>\n<p>We make up challenges on the fly<\/p>\n<p>We eat a cheap meal<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>The sun sets, we take pictures<\/p>\n<p>Sometimes a whale or two will jump<\/p>\n<p>Turtles peak out of the water<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>We build that fire<\/p>\n<p>it takes two control freaks and a boy scout.<\/p>\n<p>We pull out our lanterns and book lights,<\/p>\n<p>pocket flashlights and headlamps.<\/p>\n<p>The poems continue.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>We share our products<\/p>\n<p>our readings are almost drowned<\/p>\n<p>by the ocean,<\/p>\n<p>the wind and the campers.<\/p>\n<p>We swat the bugs.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Someone starts playing music.<\/p>\n<p>a song we have heard a million times.<\/p>\n<p>Fishermen walk by<\/p>\n<p>they wave their poles hello, like wands<\/p>\n<p>We munch and churn<\/p>\n<p>The wind picks up<\/p>\n<p>then dies down<\/p>\n<p>The sand blows as does the smoke<\/p>\n<p>An ember takes flight, diving into the water.<\/p>\n<p>Airplanes fly overhead.<\/p>\n<p>We write and think.<\/p>\n<p>We tell stories of poets<\/p>\n<p>who have gone before.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>As exhaustion overwhelms us,<\/p>\n<p>We douse the fire,<\/p>\n<p>collect the garbage.<\/p>\n<p>We schlep the stuff back to our cars<\/p>\n<p>always parked too far away.<\/p>\n<p>We hug goodby<\/p>\n<p>and drive back home<\/p>\n<p>Bringing the beach in our shoes<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Here on Maui we poets have a tradition of beaching our poetry. We shlub our chairs across the sand Wood, backpacks, jackets Bags, a table, pens and notebooks, dinner, snacks Booze, Water-bottles. We make a circle around Where the campfire will go We write some&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":31,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-115813","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/115813","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\/31"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=115813"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/115813\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":116156,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/115813\/revisions\/116156"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=115813"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=115813"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=115813"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}