{"id":31442,"date":"2017-08-05T09:52:53","date_gmt":"2017-08-05T13:52:53","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=31442"},"modified":"2017-08-05T09:52:53","modified_gmt":"2017-08-05T13:52:53","slug":"obscurities","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2017\/08\/obscurities\/","title":{"rendered":"Obscurities"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>Prompt for Hour one-<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>i.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>a mildew stained coat,<br \/>\ndyed by a clever Rangrez*<br \/>\nin a russet brown shade<br \/>\nburnt on the pyre of miseries<br \/>\nand abandonment<\/p>\n<p>embers caged in an Urn neatly placed on the Oak fire mantle.<\/p>\n<p><strong>ii.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>rosary bead ingrained with<br \/>\nthoughts, prayers, and frailties<br \/>\nclasped in a Fakir pocket; lamented about the cultural legacy<\/p>\n<p>besieged in architecture and folklores<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>ashes of broken beads float on the Ghats of Banaras.<\/p>\n<p><strong>iii.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>With November Witch, an unannounced envelope<\/p>\n<p>arrives from the other side of fences<\/p>\n<p>the cryptic scent of Guerlain\u2019s Shalimar<\/p>\n<p>lingers on\u00a0to reach its purpose-\u00a0a\u00a0vintage voyage<\/p>\n<p>to cross over borders, taboos and hatred.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Autumn winds smell like an incense-stick breathing Hope.<\/p>\n<p><strong>iv.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>A shadow lost in the roots of an Old lavender tree<\/p>\n<p>the pink skin of poplars; the roughened surface of its<\/p>\n<p>birch; sad about its bony existence<\/p>\n<p>a wooly grin buried in the<\/p>\n<p>pirate box; as long as stalks of wheat<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Earth coughed up a thick mist- Ruins of Mohenjo-Daro.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Copyrighted by Ruchi Chopra, 2017.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>Rangrez* Dyer<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>Fakir* Religious ascetic <\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Prompt for Hour one- i. a mildew stained coat, dyed by a clever Rangrez* in a russet brown shade burnt on the pyre of miseries and abandonment embers caged in an Urn neatly placed on the Oak fire mantle. ii. rosary bead ingrained with thoughts,&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":947,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11],"tags":[2071,2128],"class_list":["post-31442","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-half-marathon-poem","tag-circleoflife","tag-earthwindfirewater"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/31442","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\/947"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=31442"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/31442\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":31976,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/31442\/revisions\/31976"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=31442"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=31442"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=31442"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}