{"id":129923,"date":"2023-09-02T12:29:04","date_gmt":"2023-09-02T16:29:04","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=129923"},"modified":"2023-09-02T14:39:57","modified_gmt":"2023-09-02T18:39:57","slug":"24-hour-poetry-marathon-poem-4-a-tribute-to-robert-frost-the-walk","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2023\/09\/24-hour-poetry-marathon-poem-4-a-tribute-to-robert-frost-the-walk\/","title":{"rendered":"24 Hour Poetry Marathon Hour 4: A Tribute to Robert Frost &#8220;The Walk&#8221;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>A walk in the night<br \/>\nwhen I can hear my loquacious feet<br \/>\nthe innate awareness<br \/>\nof my consciousness and heart&#8217;s lone beat<\/p>\n<p>I ask how far I should go<br \/>\nas I try to define an end<br \/>\nwaiting for fatigue or a message<br \/>\nthat my hopes and fears will send<\/p>\n<p>The world has gone to bed<br \/>\nexcept the occasional flicker of light<br \/>\nthe uncertainty of time<br \/>\nand the threat of dreams in flight<\/p>\n<p>Before me, an open gate<br \/>\nand the deafening whir of birds<br \/>\nbreaking from the scraggy grasses<br \/>\nand a misty dust that stirred<\/p>\n<p>This was where I would turn<br \/>\ninto this home of stale air<br \/>\nto walk past pedestals<br \/>\nof entombments silent blare<\/p>\n<p>The bleakness and silence of the moon<br \/>\nshepherded me to doom<br \/>\nmy heart in a thud of panic<br \/>\na place of strangely attractive gloom<\/p>\n<p>I was touching my death<br \/>\nand took a deep sigh<br \/>\na stopped before a sepulcher<br \/>\n&#8230;my life began to cry<\/p>\n<p>My wisdom was now a volunteer<br \/>\nproviding me with the choice<br \/>\nto face the mighty heavens<br \/>\nor prolong my tottering voice<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>A walk in the night when I can hear my loquacious feet the innate awareness of my consciousness and heart&#8217;s lone beat I ask how far I should go as I try to define an end waiting for fatigue or a message that my hopes&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3095,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-129923","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/129923","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\/3095"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=129923"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/129923\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":131991,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/129923\/revisions\/131991"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=129923"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=129923"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=129923"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}