{"id":1352,"date":"2014-08-23T10:02:13","date_gmt":"2014-08-23T14:02:13","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=1352"},"modified":"2014-08-23T13:54:10","modified_gmt":"2014-08-23T17:54:10","slug":"the-rage-and-consuming-war-of-the-poetics","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2014\/08\/the-rage-and-consuming-war-of-the-poetics\/","title":{"rendered":"The Raging and Consuming War of The Poetics"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Part II<\/p>\n<p>The war continued day and night,<br \/>\nfor years and years and years,<br \/>\nthe girl kept silent behind the red vinyl bunker,<br \/>\nthe poet inside mustering courage to<br \/>\nactually draw pictures and put words to paper;<br \/>\nshe piled them up and pushed them underneath<br \/>\nthe couch,<br \/>\nit was her secret \u2013<br \/>\nthe only one she was allowed,<br \/>\nso she thought\u2026<\/p>\n<p>&#8211; Michellia D. Wilson 8\/23\/14 9:00 AM<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Part II The war continued day and night, for years and years and years, the girl kept silent behind the red vinyl bunker, the poet inside mustering courage to actually draw pictures and put words to paper; she piled them up and pushed them underneath&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":21,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1352","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1352","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\/21"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1352"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1352\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1894,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1352\/revisions\/1894"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1352"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1352"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1352"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}