{"id":22831,"date":"2016-08-13T17:19:16","date_gmt":"2016-08-13T21:19:16","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=22831"},"modified":"2016-08-13T17:19:59","modified_gmt":"2016-08-13T21:19:59","slug":"poem-9-discussing-freedom","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2016\/08\/poem-9-discussing-freedom\/","title":{"rendered":"Poem 9: Discussing Freedom"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>If you stretch your neck,<br \/>\nLooking up and up and up,<br \/>\nYou can just see the shell of sky<br \/>\nThat cracks and dribbles<br \/>\nAgainst wall and window.<\/p>\n<p>Gray skies, pale and vulnerable<br \/>\nAgainst the sun,<br \/>\nTremble, a child\u2019s wobbling jaw<br \/>\nBefore the watery flood.<\/p>\n<p>We stand down here,<br \/>\nLocked among walls,<br \/>\nFaces pressed against<br \/>\nCool, industrial glass.<br \/>\nThe doors have long since locked.<br \/>\nOur voices explode and bounce<br \/>\nBut cannot reach up and beyond<br \/>\nThe roofs.<\/p>\n<p>Moths flutter down,<br \/>\nAnd sometimes a dragonfly.<br \/>\nBut we are too heavy,<br \/>\nAnd they flee before we can ask.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_22858\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-22858\" style=\"width: 300px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-22858\" src=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/sky-300x199.jpg\" alt=\"Poem is response to this image.\" width=\"300\" height=\"199\" srcset=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/sky-300x199.jpg 300w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/sky-768x511.jpg 768w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/sky-1024x681.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/sky-480x320.jpg 480w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-22858\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 Poem is in response to this image.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>If you stretch your neck, Looking up and up and up, You can just see the shell of sky That cracks and dribbles Against wall and window. Gray skies, pale and vulnerable Against the sun, Tremble, a child\u2019s wobbling jaw Before the watery flood. We&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":697,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11,1136],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-22831","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-half-marathon-poem","category-official-marathon-prompts"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/22831","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=22831"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/22831\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":22884,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/22831\/revisions\/22884"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=22831"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=22831"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=22831"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}