{"id":129285,"date":"2023-09-02T12:15:05","date_gmt":"2023-09-02T16:15:05","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=129285"},"modified":"2023-09-02T14:16:49","modified_gmt":"2023-09-02T18:16:49","slug":"129285","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2023\/09\/129285\/","title":{"rendered":"The Earth is a Sleeping Pig"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: left\">The earth is a sleeping pig,<\/p>\n<p>stinking,<\/p>\n<p>boiling,<\/p>\n<p>blunted,<\/p>\n<p>blinking,<\/p>\n<p>sourly computing every sound<\/p>\n<p>in the blinding quiet.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>The earth is a precious child.<\/p>\n<p>We must attend to every sigh.<\/p>\n<p>Rien de plus \u2026<\/p>\n<p>There is nothing more or else or other.<\/p>\n<p>No other life space.<\/p>\n<p>I corn\u2019t spayk<\/p>\n<p>I stand amazed.<\/p>\n<p>April said she\u2019d chum me<\/p>\n<p>to a safer space,<\/p>\n<p>side-eyeing all poisoned water,<\/p>\n<p>and wholesale greenwashing.<\/p>\n<p>Data is the root of all evil here.<\/p>\n<p>\u2018Hauld yer wheesht, hen\u2019<\/p>\n<p>\u2019We will replant sea grass<\/p>\n<p>in Scotland\u2019s coastal verges<\/p>\n<p>but blindly dredge untouched ocean floors<\/p>\n<p>for lithium,<\/p>\n<p>sustaining daily prattle\u2019.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u2019Scanny, she\u2019s one for overthinking,<\/p>\n<p>rendered inactive, without a clue,<\/p>\n<p>Doollally tap\u2019.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u2018We must reap what we must sow\u2019.<\/p>\n<p>The great forest murmers<\/p>\n<p>a global whisper<\/p>\n<p>embracing in loose-limbed connection<\/p>\n<p>across the piggery.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Author: \u00a9\ufe0fJane Eckford<\/p>\n<p>2nd September 2023<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The earth is a sleeping pig, stinking, boiling, blunted, blinking, sourly computing every sound in the blinding quiet. &nbsp; The earth is a precious child. We must attend to every sigh. Rien de plus \u2026 There is nothing more or else or other. No other&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5292,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11,7,441],"tags":[5763,2180,5890,355],"class_list":["post-129285","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-half-marathon-poem","category-marathon-poem","category-poetry-prompt-responses","tag-global","tag-hour3","tag-twentyprojects","tag-poetry-marathon"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/129285","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\/5292"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=129285"}],"version-history":[{"count":6,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/129285\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":131647,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/129285\/revisions\/131647"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=129285"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=129285"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=129285"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}