{"id":17657,"date":"2016-08-13T09:14:50","date_gmt":"2016-08-13T13:14:50","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=17657"},"modified":"2016-08-13T09:14:50","modified_gmt":"2016-08-13T13:14:50","slug":"one-3","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2016\/08\/one-3\/","title":{"rendered":"ONE"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/ONE-If-I-were.jpg\" alt=\"ONE - If I were\" width=\"500\" height=\"176\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-17660\" srcset=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/ONE-If-I-were.jpg 500w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/ONE-If-I-were-300x106.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 500px) 100vw, 500px\" \/><\/p>\n<p>If I were cement and shadows<br \/>\nI could not know enough<br \/>\nto be ready for such news \u2014<\/p>\n<p>the letter in her loopy script<br \/>\nher cheer and sweet affection<br \/>\nsliced through by death \u2014<\/p>\n<p>where-were-you-when, we ask,<br \/>\nthe moment\u2019s film a looping strip,<br \/>\nthat heartbeat of grief\u2019s lesson \u2014 <\/p>\n<p>language immersion \u2014 without<br \/>\nbanter or books \u2014 left to imagine,<br \/>\nto wonder at inarticulate despair \u2014 <\/p>\n<p>antelope calf left to negotiate<br \/>\nwith lions, memory flayed,<br \/>\ncicatrix of sorrow.<\/p>\n<p>\u00a9 j.i. kleinberg<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>If I were cement and shadows I could not know enough to be ready for such news \u2014 the letter in her loopy script her cheer and sweet affection sliced through by death \u2014 where-were-you-when, we ask, the moment\u2019s film a looping strip, that heartbeat&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":721,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[1204],"class_list":["post-17657","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem","tag-grief"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17657","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\/721"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=17657"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17657\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":17710,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17657\/revisions\/17710"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=17657"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=17657"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=17657"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}