{"id":26616,"date":"2016-08-14T01:30:53","date_gmt":"2016-08-14T05:30:53","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=26616"},"modified":"2016-08-14T01:30:53","modified_gmt":"2016-08-14T05:30:53","slug":"the-marathon-happens-in-the-actual-world","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2016\/08\/the-marathon-happens-in-the-actual-world\/","title":{"rendered":"the marathon happens in  the actual world"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>RIGHT NOW SOMEWHERE ON THE GLOBE<\/p>\n<p>The poetry marathon is cutting across a different segment of the stratum of the world<\/p>\n<p>But the same segment of the journey we are on together.<\/p>\n<p>Someone is in a household that is waking up,<\/p>\n<p>Someone is in a household that is going to sleep.<\/p>\n<p>Someone looks out their window at the bright sunlight and thinks about the pumping of their heart.<\/p>\n<p>Someone looks out their window and sees the dark, and takes their metropolol to control the pumping of their heart.<\/p>\n<p>One person sees a meadow and recognizes it as Yosemite.<\/p>\n<p>Another wonders why there is a boardwalk in the wildnerness.<\/p>\n<p>People see glassy buildings that look like home,<\/p>\n<p>Others see an alien structure found only in the fabled big cities.<\/p>\n<p>One person writes their first poem at 6AM, after a sleepless night worrying they will miss the alarm.<\/p>\n<p>At the same moment another person is checking the clock after a comfortable dinner at home.<\/p>\n<p>One person strolls in and out of their familiar writing spot,<\/p>\n<p>Another is hunched at the kitchen table.<\/p>\n<p>At the same moment one person is writing while rush hour traffic pelts by,<\/p>\n<p>Another is hearing the crickets.<\/p>\n<p>Another hears a distant siren in the quiet of the night.<\/p>\n<p>One person is writing on the Sabbath,<\/p>\n<p>Another will finish just in timey r church.<\/p>\n<p>Sleepy and wakeful,<\/p>\n<p>Isolated and distracted.<\/p>\n<p>Quietly centered and<\/p>\n<p>Raging with a personal drama,<\/p>\n<p>We are all at the same moment,<\/p>\n<p>finger to the keys,<\/p>\n<p>In the same moment, the same rhythm, the same phase,<\/p>\n<p>of the marathon.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>RIGHT NOW SOMEWHERE ON THE GLOBE The poetry marathon is cutting across a different segment of the stratum of the world But the same segment of the journey we are on together. Someone is in a household that is waking up, Someone is in a&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":736,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-26616","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/26616","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\/736"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=26616"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/26616\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":26621,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/26616\/revisions\/26621"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=26616"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=26616"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=26616"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}