{"id":23266,"date":"2016-08-13T18:00:06","date_gmt":"2016-08-13T22:00:06","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=23266"},"modified":"2016-08-13T18:01:18","modified_gmt":"2016-08-13T22:01:18","slug":"poem-8-river-song","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2016\/08\/poem-8-river-song\/","title":{"rendered":"Poem 9: River Song"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Ice had formed when they found her.<br \/>\nNo thickened, opaque crust,<br \/>\nBut a delicate rime along the river\u2019s edge.<br \/>\nMoving gently in the bitter water,<br \/>\nTendrils of long dark hair marked the paleness from her skin<br \/>\nAnd stone shadows filled her cheeks with shade. <\/p>\n<p>\u201cCome with me,\u201d she seemed to sing to those who found her, lonely, there.<br \/>\n\u201cThe biting water is nothing to the coldness of the world.\u201d <\/p>\n<p>\u00a9 Anne McMaster 2016 <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Ice had formed when they found her. No thickened, opaque crust, But a delicate rime along the river\u2019s edge. Moving gently in the bitter water, Tendrils of long dark hair marked the paleness from her skin And stone shadows filled her cheeks with shade. \u201cCome&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":35,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,1136],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-23266","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem","category-official-marathon-prompts"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/23266","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\/35"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=23266"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/23266\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":23290,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/23266\/revisions\/23290"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=23266"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=23266"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=23266"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}