{"id":134194,"date":"2023-09-02T17:42:41","date_gmt":"2023-09-02T21:42:41","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=134194"},"modified":"2023-09-02T17:42:41","modified_gmt":"2023-09-02T21:42:41","slug":"louisiana-trickster-hour-nine","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2023\/09\/louisiana-trickster-hour-nine\/","title":{"rendered":"Louisiana Trickster-Hour Nine"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Before I kick the bucket, give me a moment to explain.<\/p>\n<p>Go on, child, git yerself a seat and listen.<\/p>\n<p>Down on the bayou, you know the way,<\/p>\n<p>on an elbow of land and a bend,<\/p>\n<p>past Creole music and that ol&#8217; carport,<\/p>\n<p>sits a stump, with a rusty bucket &#8216;longside.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>That&#8217;s where I met the Devil.<\/p>\n<p>Tall skinny man, wit&#8217; a black beard thicker&#8217;n oil,<\/p>\n<p>an&#8217; a voice smoother&#8217;n silk, soft as butter,<\/p>\n<p>which when I remember sends a tremor all the way down,<\/p>\n<p>an&#8217; that smell, like suga and cinnamon sweet and spice.<\/p>\n<p>Beet red and summer heat all rolled in one.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>An though my eyes are old, my ears are not,<\/p>\n<p>an&#8217; I can hear the golden fiddle still.<\/p>\n<p>They say I beat the Devil at his own game,<\/p>\n<p>but we both known better.<\/p>\n<p>Pride cometh befo&#8217; the fall, and he had fallen<\/p>\n<p>before I tricked him in.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Before I kick the bucket, give me a moment to explain. Go on, child, git yerself a seat and listen. Down on the bayou, you know the way, on an elbow of land and a bend, past Creole music and that ol&#8217; carport, sits a&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":214,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-134194","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/134194","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\/214"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=134194"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/134194\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":134527,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/134194\/revisions\/134527"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=134194"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=134194"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=134194"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}