{"id":32026,"date":"2017-08-05T10:35:45","date_gmt":"2017-08-05T14:35:45","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=32026"},"modified":"2017-08-07T19:43:04","modified_gmt":"2017-08-07T23:43:04","slug":"why-a-chicken-lays-an-egg","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2017\/08\/why-a-chicken-lays-an-egg\/","title":{"rendered":"Why a Chicken Lays an Egg"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>A hen has a calendar.<br \/>\nOn it, is a list of the days<br \/>\nshe will lay an egg.<\/p>\n<p>This is the reason she lives for.<br \/>\nEach Nebula of Yolk is a star.<br \/>\nA star for every day marked<br \/>\non her calendar.<\/p>\n<p>Oh, there\u2019s the crow of the rooster,<br \/>\ntoo. He is so optimistic. And the bits<br \/>\nof insect and leaf he points out.<br \/>\nLooky here, he says.<br \/>\nBut that is secondary to the egg,<br \/>\nin the hen\u2019s mind.<\/p>\n<p>Each egg is marked on her calendar<br \/>\nbecause there is nothing in her life<br \/>\nmore important. That is why<br \/>\nthey are packaged so carefully\u00ad\u2014<br \/>\nfirst the albumen, a special concoction<br \/>\nof mystery and yum, and then<br \/>\nthe swift and fragile production<br \/>\nof the hard-cover book filled<br \/>\nwith the knowledge of being.<br \/>\nShe knows each egg means a safe landing<br \/>\nfor another star of the universe<br \/>\nas it lands on this earth.<\/p>\n<p>That is why each day at dawn,<br \/>\nor perhaps later in the afternoon,<br \/>\nshe is beyond elation as a warm<br \/>\nthree-dimensional oval plops<br \/>\nneatly and clean onto the straw<br \/>\nbeneath her tail feathers. <\/p>\n<p>Be-gawk! Amen!<br \/>\nAnd why the heck not? <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>A hen has a calendar. On it, is a list of the days she will lay an egg. This is the reason she lives for. Each Nebula of Yolk is a star. A star for every day marked on her calendar. Oh, there\u2019s the crow&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":972,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-32026","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/32026","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\/972"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=32026"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/32026\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":43716,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/32026\/revisions\/43716"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=32026"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=32026"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=32026"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}