{"id":137496,"date":"2023-09-02T21:24:29","date_gmt":"2023-09-03T01:24:29","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=137496"},"modified":"2023-09-02T21:26:38","modified_gmt":"2023-09-03T01:26:38","slug":"poem-13-4","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2023\/09\/poem-13-4\/","title":{"rendered":"Poem 13"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">I memorized the<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">excitement in your eyes<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">As the incandescent greens,\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">reds, and glittering golds<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Lit the plaza from\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">the Americana Christmas tree<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">My first instance of\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">love for you<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Where I had faith<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">that we would both<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">stay awhile\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">I basked in the unevenness<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">of the trolly tracks<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Remembering the exchange of\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">warmth from my hand to your back<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">As the brass quartet<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">crooned their carols\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">who perched themselves right<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">outside the bookstore<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">we now frequent <\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I memorized the excitement in your eyes As the incandescent greens,\u00a0 reds, and glittering golds Lit the plaza from\u00a0 the Americana Christmas tree &nbsp; My first instance of\u00a0 love for you Where I had faith that we would both stay awhile\u00a0 &nbsp; I basked in&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5300,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-137496","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/137496","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\/5300"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=137496"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/137496\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":137557,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/137496\/revisions\/137557"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=137496"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=137496"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=137496"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}