{"id":14011,"date":"2015-06-14T08:15:37","date_gmt":"2015-06-14T12:15:37","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=14011"},"modified":"2015-06-14T08:15:37","modified_gmt":"2015-06-14T12:15:37","slug":"ambling-up-to-a-finish-line-hour-twenty-four","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2015\/06\/ambling-up-to-a-finish-line-hour-twenty-four\/","title":{"rendered":"Ambling Up to a Finish Line (Hour Twenty-Four)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif\"><span style=\"font-size: medium\">There is a strange embarrassment<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif\"><span style=\"font-size: medium\">At ambling up to a finish line<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif\"><span style=\"font-size: medium\">Still feeling good.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif\"><span style=\"font-size: medium\">An abashedness at being able,<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif\"><span style=\"font-size: medium\">And in control.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif\"><span style=\"font-size: medium\">This is a good moment to notice,<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif\"><span style=\"font-size: medium\">And to ask questions.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif\"><span style=\"font-size: medium\">For whom am I pretending?<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif\"><span style=\"font-size: medium\">I can do what I set my mind to,<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif\"><span style=\"font-size: medium\"><i>If<\/i> I set my mind to.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif\"><span style=\"font-size: medium\">And that&#8217;s the end.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>There is a strange embarrassment At ambling up to a finish line Still feeling good. An abashedness at being able, And in control. This is a good moment to notice, And to ask questions. For whom am I pretending? &nbsp; I can do what I&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":45,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-14011","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14011","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\/45"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=14011"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14011\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":14224,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14011\/revisions\/14224"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=14011"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=14011"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=14011"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}