{"id":20669,"date":"2016-08-13T13:47:09","date_gmt":"2016-08-13T17:47:09","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=20669"},"modified":"2016-08-13T15:02:17","modified_gmt":"2016-08-13T19:02:17","slug":"hour-five-the-last-time-i-went-there","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2016\/08\/hour-five-the-last-time-i-went-there\/","title":{"rendered":"Hour Five: The last time I went there"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>The green fields I see out the window<br \/>\nalways remind me of earlier travels<br \/>\nIt doesn\u2019t matter that I have not seen them before<br \/>\nI think the color is enough to spark the memory<\/p>\n<p>Farmlands punctuated by electrical towers<br \/>\nalways let me know where I am on the journey<br \/>\nThe buildings all look the same<br \/>\nit is the spaces between that matter<\/p>\n<p>I see a small truck going the opposite way on the side road<br \/>\nand wonder where the driver is going<br \/>\nThe train probably doesn\u2019t even register in his thoughts<br \/>\nhe\u2019s got places to be<\/p>\n<p>It\u2019s that last familiar landmark<br \/>\nthat always reminds me I\u2019m almost there<br \/>\nI can breathe easier now<br \/>\nbut with that slight twinge of anticipation<\/p>\n<p>I think about who will meet me when I arrive<br \/>\nseems it\u2019s always been too long since I was last there<br \/>\nIt will be too soon that I have to leave<br \/>\nI remind myself that I can always go back<\/p>\n<p>(13 August 2016)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The green fields I see out the window always remind me of earlier travels It doesn\u2019t matter that I have not seen them before I think the color is enough to spark the memory Farmlands punctuated by electrical towers always let me know where I&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":793,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11],"tags":[1506,1169,1501,1500,1499,555,1163,1505,15,10,1507,1503,1502,428,1504,1498,637],"class_list":["post-20669","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-half-marathon-poem","tag-anticipation","tag-august-2016","tag-buildings","tag-farmland","tag-green-fields","tag-hour-five","tag-kevin-j-oconner","tag-landmarks","tag-poem","tag-poetry","tag-resolve","tag-side-road","tag-spaces","tag-travel","tag-truck","tag-view","tag-window"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/20669","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\/793"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=20669"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/20669\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":20688,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/20669\/revisions\/20688"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=20669"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=20669"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=20669"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}