{"id":119371,"date":"2022-06-26T02:22:06","date_gmt":"2022-06-26T06:22:06","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/?p=119371"},"modified":"2022-06-26T02:22:50","modified_gmt":"2022-06-26T06:22:50","slug":"hour-18-15-30pm-16-30pm-prompt-moment-of-joy","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2022\/06\/hour-18-15-30pm-16-30pm-prompt-moment-of-joy\/","title":{"rendered":"(Hour 18) 15.30pm-16.30pm. TEXT PROMPT: moment of joy"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><b>glad day<\/b><\/p>\n<p>don\u2019t ask me how it\u2019s happened : because i don\u2019t understand : &amp; confess i remain : skeptical : but apparently : a message : has arrived : via the survivors\u2019 underground network : a hodgepodge of crystal radios : gossip &amp; tall tales : paper notes : <i>whisper down the lane<\/i> : &amp; pigeon post : for all i know : that<\/p>\n<p>:<\/p>\n<p>Stella &amp; Rueben\u2019s grandparents : are both alive : &amp; in North-West Tasmania : &amp; if not well : at least : looking forward to : their grandchildren\u2019s arrival : at their earliest convenience<\/p>\n<p>sure : two teenagers : will simply traipse : unharmed : over the best part : of three states : for a tearjerking : reunion : in the midst : of the world\u2019s most comprehensive : disaster : ever<\/p>\n<p>Rueben : i\u2019m pleased to observe : remains lacklustre : he seeks more reliable : data : not just the say so : of a bedraggled bunch of lucky-to-be-alives : spiderwebbing : across the continent<span class=\"Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>still : watching Stella : arms to the sun : dancing : is a breath stopping : sight : that bubbles : laughter : in even my : grumpy breast<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>glad day don\u2019t ask me how it\u2019s happened : because i don\u2019t understand : &amp; confess i remain : skeptical : but apparently : a message : has arrived : via the survivors\u2019 underground network : a hodgepodge of crystal radios : gossip &amp; tall&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":360,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,441],"tags":[4906,4535,1552,619,663,5498,4922,4921],"class_list":["post-119371","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem","category-poetry-prompt-responses","tag-2022fullmarathon","tag-apocalypse","tag-dropped-the-sky","tag-joy","tag-laughter","tag-reunion","tag-ryan-speaking","tag-ya-verse-novel"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/119371","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\/360"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=119371"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/119371\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":119391,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/119371\/revisions\/119391"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=119371"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=119371"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=119371"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}