{"id":132279,"date":"2023-09-02T15:01:06","date_gmt":"2023-09-02T19:01:06","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=132279"},"modified":"2023-09-02T15:01:06","modified_gmt":"2023-09-02T19:01:06","slug":"the-never-ending-beginning","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2023\/09\/the-never-ending-beginning\/","title":{"rendered":"The Never-ending Beginning"},"content":{"rendered":"

To fall off the edge of the Earth is to fall into a never-ending beginning.<\/span><\/p>\n

First, you\u2019ll hear God whisper <\/span>muspell,<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

and a big bang will echo off the chests of the other gods into void ripping one apart.<\/span><\/p>\n

From his pieces a fruit-bearing tree will form and a lotus will bloom.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

From the lotus will crawl a spider woman, and<\/span><\/p>\n

she will drool onto a raven\u2019s black egg causing it to crack.<\/span><\/p>\n

Out from that egg a corn-chewing tortoise will waddle, but his fraternal twin, a snake, will refuse to leave the shell and rest until a more opportune time.<\/span><\/p>\n

The tortoise will rub against the base of the fruit-bearing tree and so will a pregnant white mare.<\/span><\/p>\n

The mare will give birth to a woman who will dance and fight with the now intrigued snake.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

The woman and snake will kick up enough dust<\/span><\/p>\n

to mix with the vomit of an onlooking god which will always create a mudslide.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0Humans, oblivious to the strong winds quickly trying them, will form in the mud and war with each other.<\/span><\/p>\n

Suddenly and persistently, the bang of man\u2019s cracking and shattering will echo off the chests of the gods.<\/span><\/p>\n

A stillness more solemn than a tomb will close all around you.<\/span><\/p>\n

Darkness will cover the face of the deep,\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

and from the deep,<\/span><\/p>\n

\u05d0\u05b9\u0591\u05d5\u05e8<\/span>.<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

To fall off the edge of the Earth is to fall into a never-ending beginning. First, you\u2019ll hear God whisper muspell, and a big bang will echo off the chests of the other gods into void ripping one apart. From his pieces a fruit-bearing tree…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4411,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-132279","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-half-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/132279","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\/4411"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=132279"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/132279\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":132292,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/132279\/revisions\/132292"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=132279"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=132279"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=132279"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}