{"id":132178,"date":"2023-09-02T14:54:29","date_gmt":"2023-09-02T18:54:29","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=132178"},"modified":"2023-09-02T14:54:29","modified_gmt":"2023-09-02T18:54:29","slug":"i-forgive-life-on-behalf-of-my-uncle","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2023\/09\/i-forgive-life-on-behalf-of-my-uncle\/","title":{"rendered":"I forgive life on behalf of my uncle."},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <strong>I forgive life on behalf of my uncle.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400\"><strong>\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400\">In a story yet to be told, a strange<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400\">Air sweeps into the desert-dry<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400\">Throat of the earth, my uncle<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400\">Would not yet love, too blind<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400\">To see the world in its ugliness.<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400\">My uncle would not yet love,<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400\">Too halo to be left alone, too<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400\">Heavy to birth a strong memory.<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400\">My uncle is in another world,<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400\">Pursuing the endlessness of<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400\">Time, before the wind started,<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400\">Something fell and didn\u2019t roll<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400\">Back to us, something fell and broke,<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400\">In our pursuit for its new glory,<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400\">We left the earth flat, we let it<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400\">Rot, in the end, if you look down,<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400\">There\u2019s nothing more to see than<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400\">The six-feet holiness of life.<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400\">In the end, the light would also want<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400\">To stick to its darkness.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 I forgive life on behalf of my uncle. \u00a0 In a story yet to be told, a strange Air sweeps into the desert-dry Throat of the earth, my uncle Would not yet love, too blind To see the world in its ugliness. My uncle&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5283,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-132178","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/132178","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\/5283"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=132178"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/132178\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":132191,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/132178\/revisions\/132191"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=132178"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=132178"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=132178"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}