{"id":24173,"date":"2016-08-13T19:38:41","date_gmt":"2016-08-13T23:38:41","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=24173"},"modified":"2016-08-13T19:38:41","modified_gmt":"2016-08-13T23:38:41","slug":"dancing-perplexius","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2016\/08\/dancing-perplexius\/","title":{"rendered":"Dancing perplexius"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">They say that people live a mere 100 miles away<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">From where they grew up.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">I can hardly understand it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">We summer in the midwest<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">We winter in Mexico<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Without fail<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">You haven\u2019t lived until you\u2019ve seen<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">The flashes in between of green and blue<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">And the rainbow of beige in the desert<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">A flicker of orange and black at the edges of your visions.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">The only way to live. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">The only way to call home.<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>They say that people live a mere 100 miles away From where they grew up. I can hardly understand it. We summer in the midwest We winter in Mexico Without fail You haven\u2019t lived until you\u2019ve seen The flashes in between of green and blue&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":776,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11,441],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-24173","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-half-marathon-poem","category-poetry-prompt-responses"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/24173","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\/776"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=24173"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/24173\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":24178,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/24173\/revisions\/24178"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=24173"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=24173"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=24173"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}