{"id":18700,"date":"2016-08-13T10:46:23","date_gmt":"2016-08-13T14:46:23","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=18700"},"modified":"2016-08-13T14:46:17","modified_gmt":"2016-08-13T18:46:17","slug":"poem-2-blue-arcs","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2016\/08\/poem-2-blue-arcs\/","title":{"rendered":"Poem 2: Blue Arcs"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I learned in English Lit<br \/>\nWater represents rebirth.<br \/>\nBut what about skies,<br \/>\nThat wisp overhead,<br \/>\nBleached cotton\u00a0curtains that<br \/>\nSuffocate the scenery?<\/p>\n<p>I heard\u00a0in geology the sky comprises<br \/>\nIllusion, gases, and a nitrogen blue<br \/>\nThat arcs like Aryan eyes<br \/>\nWhile cataract clouds<br \/>\nScuttle.<br \/>\nPlath called it a bell jar<br \/>\nSmudged with<br \/>\nCloudlike condensation<br \/>\nOr the pants of seven billion<br \/>\nSymbiotes.<\/p>\n<p>Now I am the teacher,<br \/>\nand I know<br \/>\nHumans build near water,<br \/>\nBracketing the coasts,<br \/>\nBright and viscous,<br \/>\nLike Florida algae.<\/p>\n<p>Two humans, pale statues,<br \/>\nFrame our view.<br \/>\nTheir interpersonal drama propels<br \/>\nThe narrative, Aryan arc<br \/>\nWhile a blue plaid sky<br \/>\nSnaps overhead.<br \/>\nThe wind whistles their song,<br \/>\nThe sun crisps their soft, beige skin,<br \/>\nThe ocean crashes into the margins,<br \/>\nDrowning their violence<br \/>\nAnd narrative flow.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><em>Written in response to Ben Howard\u2019s \u201cI Forget Where We Were\u201d video.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I learned in English Lit Water represents rebirth. But what about skies, That wisp overhead, Bleached cotton\u00a0curtains that Suffocate the scenery? I heard\u00a0in geology the sky comprises Illusion, gases, and a nitrogen blue That arcs like Aryan eyes While cataract clouds Scuttle. Plath called it&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":697,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11,12,441],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-18700","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-half-marathon-poem","category-musings","category-poetry-prompt-responses"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18700","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\/697"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=18700"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18700\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":18725,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18700\/revisions\/18725"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=18700"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=18700"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=18700"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}