{"id":23587,"date":"2016-08-13T19:52:54","date_gmt":"2016-08-13T23:52:54","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=23587"},"modified":"2016-08-13T19:52:54","modified_gmt":"2016-08-13T23:52:54","slug":"hour-9-nowhere","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2016\/08\/hour-9-nowhere\/","title":{"rendered":"Hour 9 &#8211; Nowhere"},"content":{"rendered":"<blockquote class=\"wp-embedded-content\" data-secret=\"BrMucPPwMx\"><p><a href=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/the-poetry-marathon-prompts\/prompt-for-hour-nine-3\">Prompt for Hour Nine<\/a><\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" class=\"wp-embedded-content\" sandbox=\"allow-scripts\" security=\"restricted\" style=\"position: absolute; clip: rect(1px, 1px, 1px, 1px);\" title=\"&#8220;Prompt for Hour Nine&#8221; &#8212; The Poetry Marathon\" src=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/the-poetry-marathon-prompts\/prompt-for-hour-nine-3\/embed#?secret=bGf9mKNNKa#?secret=BrMucPPwMx\" data-secret=\"BrMucPPwMx\" width=\"600\" height=\"338\" frameborder=\"0\" marginwidth=\"0\" marginheight=\"0\" scrolling=\"no\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ve traveled so far in pursuit\u00a0of a dainty\u00a0brook<br \/>\nThe forests were friendly<br \/>\nThe desert was hospitable<br \/>\nHowever, the brook, she&#8217;s indifferent to me<\/p>\n<p>Notwithstanding, I&#8217;ve been walking by her side<br \/>\nThe path ahead\u00a0leads into mountains uncharted<br \/>\nMy brook dances gleefully over\u00a0her bed of pebbles<br \/>\nThe hills are singing&#8230; the\u00a0words I&#8217;ve never\u00a0read<\/p>\n<p>Over these hills, a forest lies ahead<br \/>\nAnyhow, I can&#8217;t see the brook anymore<br \/>\nIn the twilight of my pointless sojourn I\u00a0wonder<br \/>\nHow to go back to where I was before<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Prompt for Hour Nine I&#8217;ve traveled so far in pursuit\u00a0of a dainty\u00a0brook The forests were friendly The desert was hospitable However, the brook, she&#8217;s indifferent to me Notwithstanding, I&#8217;ve been walking by her side The path ahead\u00a0leads into mountains uncharted My brook dances gleefully over\u00a0her&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":648,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-23587","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/23587","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\/648"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=23587"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/23587\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":24258,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/23587\/revisions\/24258"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=23587"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=23587"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=23587"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}