{"id":23636,"date":"2016-08-13T18:40:01","date_gmt":"2016-08-13T22:40:01","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=23636"},"modified":"2016-08-13T18:40:01","modified_gmt":"2016-08-13T22:40:01","slug":"poem-no-10-paen","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2016\/08\/poem-no-10-paen\/","title":{"rendered":"Poem no.10: Paen"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>(For my sister) <\/p>\n<p>I thank you for the words you did not say.<br \/>\nWhen grief, so howling harsh and biting deep,<br \/>\nCrippled us both and pulled us low.<br \/>\nBereavement was something new. <\/p>\n<p>I thank you for your anger and your tears.<br \/>\nYour focus, shunting through old family routines,<br \/>\nForced action when our hearts ran slow.<br \/>\nLoss was a waking dream.<\/p>\n<p>I thank you for your delicate, fragile fears.<br \/>\nThose ones which, once finally spoken, drew us close;<br \/>\nNo bitter language pushing us apart.<br \/>\nMourning was freshly learned. <\/p>\n<p>I thank you for your loss, your emptiness and grief.<br \/>\nFor understanding, then, that we were all we had;<br \/>\nFor coming to learn to love me as I was,<br \/>\nAnd giving me space to love you in return. <\/p>\n<p>\u00a9 Anne McMaster 2016 <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>(For my sister) I thank you for the words you did not say. When grief, so howling harsh and biting deep, Crippled us both and pulled us low. Bereavement was something new. I thank you for your anger and your tears. Your focus, shunting through&#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-23636","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\/23636","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=23636"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/23636\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":23662,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/23636\/revisions\/23662"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=23636"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=23636"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=23636"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}