{"id":22941,"date":"2016-08-13T17:25:56","date_gmt":"2016-08-13T21:25:56","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=22941"},"modified":"2016-08-13T17:25:56","modified_gmt":"2016-08-13T21:25:56","slug":"hour-nine-5","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2016\/08\/hour-nine-5\/","title":{"rendered":"Hour Nine"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Lonely Mountain<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Granite, cragged and shrouded<\/p>\n<p>like a white-scarfed grandmother,<\/p>\n<p>the mountain looks over the shoulders of trees,<\/p>\n<p>past the crumbling rushes,<\/p>\n<p>into the still green water.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Autumn on the mountain is frigid,<\/p>\n<p>cold seeps from the bones of the earth<\/p>\n<p>into your bones and mine, while the wailing wind moans<\/p>\n<p>\u201cthey left me here\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cthey left me here\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cthey all left here without me.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Lonely Mountain &nbsp; Granite, cragged and shrouded like a white-scarfed grandmother, the mountain looks over the shoulders of trees, past the crumbling rushes, into the still green water. &nbsp; Autumn on the mountain is frigid, cold seeps from the bones of the earth into your&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":188,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-22941","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/22941","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\/188"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=22941"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/22941\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":22942,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/22941\/revisions\/22942"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=22941"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=22941"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=22941"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}