{"id":31888,"date":"2017-08-05T09:46:57","date_gmt":"2017-08-05T13:46:57","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=31888"},"modified":"2017-08-05T10:34:03","modified_gmt":"2017-08-05T14:34:03","slug":"september","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2017\/08\/september\/","title":{"rendered":"September"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><em>September<\/em><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>I remember <em>September, <\/em>and those heady days of 1971 \u2013<\/p>\n<p>ok, vaguely \u2013<\/p>\n<p>before my sister was born and the world was mine alone.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Earth, Wind, and Fire \u2013<\/p>\n<p>those horns<\/p>\n<p>always those horns<\/p>\n<p>brought the sun on my skin,<\/p>\n<p>my braids,<\/p>\n<p>my face.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Those harmonies \u2013<\/p>\n<p>take me to those early adolescent days \u2013<\/p>\n<p>tape recorder recorded versions<\/p>\n<p><em>dancin\u2019 in September<\/em><\/p>\n<p>recorded from tinny AM stations,<\/p>\n<p>static<\/p>\n<p><em>YEOW!<\/em><\/p>\n<p>to play back \u2013<\/p>\n<p>dancing in closed-door bedrooms in sock feet<\/p>\n<p>to slide and try the disco moves I saw on Soul Train.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Even then I wanted to dance like that \u2013<\/p>\n<p>maybe not disco but with some kind of rhythm beyond the Cree drum beating in my heart.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>The bass,<\/p>\n<p>funky and deep in my hips,<\/p>\n<p>waking something in me I had seen hints of in my speeding heart beat<\/p>\n<p>when cute boys<\/p>\n<p>and some disco girls<\/p>\n<p>were passing by in clouds of Herbal Essence<\/p>\n<p>and Gee, Your Hair Smells Terrific &#8211;<\/p>\n<p>washed into feathered hair with gem-studded fingers<\/p>\n<p>and gold-flecked water.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>But those horns!<\/p>\n<p>Those horns \u2013<\/p>\n<p>that <em>YEOW!<\/em><\/p>\n<p>are\/were Everything!<\/p>\n<p>Sunshine in my soul.<\/p>\n<p>Sunshine in my soul in spite of any other dark, oily creatures vying for my heart.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><em>Do you remember\u2026?<\/em><\/p>\n<p>those horns \u2013<\/p>\n<p>that base line \u2013<\/p>\n<p>makes me smile for those late days of the disco decade<\/p>\n<p>when all I wanted to do was<\/p>\n<p><em>dance in September<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 when there was never a cloudy day\u2026YEOW!<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 when love was here to stay.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p>\u00a9 R. L. Elke<\/p>\n<p>Aug 5\/17<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>September &nbsp; I remember September, and those heady days of 1971 \u2013 ok, vaguely \u2013 before my sister was born and the world was mine alone. &nbsp; Earth, Wind, and Fire \u2013 those horns always those horns brought the sun on my skin, my braids,&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":712,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,2114],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-31888","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem","category-official-marathon-announcement"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/31888","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\/712"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=31888"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/31888\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":32457,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/31888\/revisions\/32457"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=31888"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=31888"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=31888"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}