{"id":18801,"date":"2016-08-13T11:11:00","date_gmt":"2016-08-13T15:11:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=18801"},"modified":"2016-08-13T18:30:35","modified_gmt":"2016-08-13T22:30:35","slug":"so-much-depends-with-respect-to-william-carlos-williams","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2016\/08\/so-much-depends-with-respect-to-william-carlos-williams\/","title":{"rendered":"Prompt 3: Before Darkness"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Before Darkness (a golden shovel poem, with respect to William Carlos Williams)<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>I can&#8217;t say it was a surprise so<\/p>\n<p>Why was there so much<\/p>\n<p>I didn&#8217;t know? I guess it depends<\/p>\n<p>On why I did it. The mystery upon<\/p>\n<p>which I&#8217;ve based my life&#8211; a<\/p>\n<p>a son, born in a gush of red.<\/p>\n<p>Instead of grasping the wheel<\/p>\n<p>I laid down in my barrow<\/p>\n<p>And longed to be dead, eyes glazed,<\/p>\n<p>Only to be forcibly resurrected with<\/p>\n<p>The deluge, dislodged by the rain<\/p>\n<p>Of his tears, that salty, bracing water<\/p>\n<p>That I could not ignore, lying beside<\/p>\n<p>him in my lonely bed, the<\/p>\n<p>little body, writhing,\u00a0white<\/p>\n<p>No sleep before darkness, day\u00a0broken by the cries of chickens.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>NOTE In case you&#8217;re wondering what a &#8220;golden shovel poem&#8221; is:\u00a0http:\/\/www.writersdigest.com\/whats-new\/golden-shovel-poetic-form. My inspiration was WC Williams&#8217; famous poem<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<pre>so much depends\r\nupon\r\n\r\na red wheel\r\nbarrow\r\n\r\nglazed with rain\r\nwater\r\n\r\nbeside the white\r\nchickens.<\/pre>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Before Darkness (a golden shovel poem, with respect to William Carlos Williams) &nbsp; I can&#8217;t say it was a surprise so Why was there so much I didn&#8217;t know? I guess it depends On why I did it. The mystery upon which I&#8217;ve based my&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":771,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11,441],"tags":[1588,1589],"class_list":["post-18801","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-half-marathon-poem","category-poetry-prompt-responses","tag-golden-shovel","tag-william-carlos-williams"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18801","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\/771"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=18801"}],"version-history":[{"count":6,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18801\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":21795,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18801\/revisions\/21795"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=18801"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=18801"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=18801"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}