{"id":133185,"date":"2023-09-02T16:25:16","date_gmt":"2023-09-02T20:25:16","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=133185"},"modified":"2023-09-02T16:25:16","modified_gmt":"2023-09-02T20:25:16","slug":"hour-8-the-grief","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2023\/09\/hour-8-the-grief\/","title":{"rendered":"Hour 8-The Grief"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>This island has felt many griefs<\/p>\n<p>Blood flowing in generations past<\/p>\n<p>The sacred valley of Iao<\/p>\n<p>The battle of Olawalu<\/p>\n<p>Blood red Wai<\/p>\n<p>sacred bones buried deep in the hillsides<\/p>\n<p>But this grief is new<\/p>\n<p>Modern<\/p>\n<p>Instead it is ash<\/p>\n<p>Homes leveled<\/p>\n<p>Businesses gone<\/p>\n<p>Artwork lost<\/p>\n<p>Human remains unclaimed<\/p>\n<p>Human remains not found<\/p>\n<p>Burned out cars<\/p>\n<p>The smell of smoke and despair<\/p>\n<p>The loss as big as the Pacific<\/p>\n<p>Tears and chants<\/p>\n<p>Songs and sorrow<\/p>\n<p>Blistering memories of what is lost<\/p>\n<p>Lahaina burns in our memory<\/p>\n<p>Forever<\/p>\n<p>It too will become sacred ground<\/p>\n<p>Just like Iao and Haleakala<\/p>\n<p>The West Maui Mountains<\/p>\n<p>stand in reverence<\/p>\n<p>The story will be told in hula<\/p>\n<p>The sadness will be generational<\/p>\n<p>encoded in DNA<\/p>\n<p>Life goes on<\/p>\n<p>As the dead are buried<\/p>\n<p>mourned and celebrated<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>One step forward<\/p>\n<p>Rebuilding what was lost<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>An island grieving<\/p>\n<p>Within the volcanic rock<\/p>\n<p>and the honeycreepers song<\/p>\n<p>The ocean breaks<\/p>\n<p>Hopelessness will dissipate<\/p>\n<p>But the change<\/p>\n<p>as palpable as when the Islands<\/p>\n<p>were stolen<\/p>\n<p>And land sacrificed<\/p>\n<p>This grief is internal<\/p>\n<p>This grief belongs to Hawaii<\/p>\n<p>This grief will not go away.<\/p>\n<p>This grief is Maui<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>This island has felt many griefs Blood flowing in generations past The sacred valley of Iao The battle of Olawalu Blood red Wai sacred bones buried deep in the hillsides But this grief is new Modern Instead it is ash Homes leveled Businesses gone Artwork&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":31,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-133185","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/133185","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\/31"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=133185"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/133185\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":133453,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/133185\/revisions\/133453"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=133185"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=133185"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=133185"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}