{"id":128340,"date":"2023-09-02T10:43:33","date_gmt":"2023-09-02T14:43:33","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=128340"},"modified":"2023-09-02T10:43:33","modified_gmt":"2023-09-02T14:43:33","slug":"through-the-telescope-backward","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2023\/09\/through-the-telescope-backward\/","title":{"rendered":"Through the Telescope Backward"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Starling beats her wings on the porch roof,<br \/>\nblind to the open door.<br \/>\nInfant cries for the ball<br \/>\nrolled barely beyond her reach.<br \/>\nSeen from below, the ladder to the belfry<br \/>\nleads to utter darkness.<\/p>\n<p>A decade younger me saw older age<br \/>\nin tones of grey and soot.<br \/>\nNow, sewn further with time\u2019s needle,<br \/>\nI weave new doors,<br \/>\ncome to a place that leads everywhere,<br \/>\nenfolded in the questions that can<br \/>\nmake or unmake a life.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Starling beats her wings on the porch roof, blind to the open door. Infant cries for the ball rolled barely beyond her reach. Seen from below, the ladder to the belfry leads to utter darkness. A decade younger me saw older age in tones of&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3109,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-128340","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/128340","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\/3109"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=128340"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/128340\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":128377,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/128340\/revisions\/128377"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=128340"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=128340"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=128340"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}