{"id":22473,"date":"2016-08-13T16:41:50","date_gmt":"2016-08-13T20:41:50","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=22473"},"modified":"2016-08-13T16:41:50","modified_gmt":"2016-08-13T20:41:50","slug":"8-humanization-pantoum","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2016\/08\/8-humanization-pantoum\/","title":{"rendered":"#8 &#8211; Humanization (Pantoum)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"font-family: inherit\"><span style=\"font-size: small\">I stand upon the precipice of knowledge,<br \/>\n<\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: inherit\"><span style=\"font-size: small\">knowing the world revolves around nothingness.<br \/>\n<\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: inherit\"><span style=\"font-size: small\">Red, yellow, black, and white learned this lesson once,<br \/>\n<\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: inherit\"><span style=\"font-size: small\">before man discovered himself as different.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: inherit\"><span style=\"font-size: small\">Knowing the world revolves around nothingness,<br \/>\n<\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: inherit\"><span style=\"font-size: small\">I prayed to my scarred ancient ancestor,<br \/>\n<\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: inherit\"><span style=\"font-size: small\">before man discovered himself as different,<br \/>\n<\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: inherit\"><span style=\"font-size: small\">and, he blessed my sword and shield as one.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: inherit\"><span style=\"font-size: small\">i prayed to my scarred ancient ancestor,<br \/>\n<\/span><\/span>\u201c<span style=\"font-family: inherit\"><span style=\"font-size: small\">How may i survive such a world?\u201d<br \/>\n<\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: inherit\"><span style=\"font-size: small\">And, he blessed my sword and shield as one.<br \/>\n<\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: inherit\"><span style=\"font-size: small\">His reply was a touch, and said, \u201cBe true chowilawu.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>\u201c<span style=\"font-family: inherit\"><span style=\"font-size: small\">How may I survive such a world?<br \/>\n<\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: inherit\"><span style=\"font-size: small\">I stand upon the precipice of knowledge.\u201d<br \/>\n<\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: inherit\"><span style=\"font-size: small\">His reply was a touch, and said, \u201cBe true chowilawu.<br \/>\n<\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: inherit\"><span style=\"font-size: small\">Red, yellow, black, and white learned this lesson once.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I stand upon the precipice of knowledge, knowing the world revolves around nothingness. Red, yellow, black, and white learned this lesson once, before man discovered himself as different. Knowing the world revolves around nothingness, I prayed to my scarred ancient ancestor, before man discovered himself&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":806,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,1136],"tags":[1179,1177,1253,1372,1543],"class_list":["post-22473","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem","category-official-marathon-prompts","tag-canada","tag-chowilawu","tag-gislason","tag-native","tag-nikiwan"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/22473","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\/806"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=22473"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/22473\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":22498,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/22473\/revisions\/22498"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=22473"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=22473"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=22473"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}