{"id":12207,"date":"2015-06-14T00:00:40","date_gmt":"2015-06-14T04:00:40","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=12207"},"modified":"2015-06-14T00:00:40","modified_gmt":"2015-06-14T04:00:40","slug":"poem-24-pencils","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2015\/06\/poem-24-pencils\/","title":{"rendered":"Poem #24: Pencils"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Never wrote a single line in ink, all<br \/>\ngraphite lyricism, swabbed by constant indecisive eraser smudges.<br \/>\nDixons, Ticonderogas&#8211;the works&#8211;<br \/>\ntorturing a pencil until it was shorter than my pinky finger,<br \/>\nburdensome, my forearm earning its exercise from hours<br \/>\nof writing and mindless music in the background.<\/p>\n<p>Ticonderogas, however, were the best, always one in the single<br \/>\nhelix spine of my notebook. When the eraser f!attens,<br \/>\nsparse of any more use, I would sharpen and remove<br \/>\nits green-metallic carapace, extending its lifespan surgically.<br \/>\nAlthough pencil lead tends to fade with every closing of covers,<br \/>\nI enjoy knowing that however old the words become,<br \/>\nI&#8217;ll still be able to read my sloppy handwriting,<br \/>\nand know its age is not finished. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Never wrote a single line in ink, all graphite lyricism, swabbed by constant indecisive eraser smudges. Dixons, Ticonderogas&#8211;the works&#8211; torturing a pencil until it was shorter than my pinky finger, burdensome, my forearm earning its exercise from hours of writing and mindless music in the&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":281,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-12207","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12207","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\/281"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=12207"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12207\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":12241,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12207\/revisions\/12241"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=12207"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=12207"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=12207"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}