{"id":32084,"date":"2017-08-05T10:07:12","date_gmt":"2017-08-05T14:07:12","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=32084"},"modified":"2017-08-05T10:11:18","modified_gmt":"2017-08-05T14:11:18","slug":"emerald-cut","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2017\/08\/emerald-cut\/","title":{"rendered":"Emerald Cut"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Emerald Cut<br \/>\nVCS<\/p>\n<p>The pool was was made of turquoise wind<br \/>\nthe edges sculpted<br \/>\nan emerald cut tapered up<br \/>\nof perfect teal<br \/>\nHidden in its high setting<br \/>\nprotective mountains<br \/>\ncoated in diamond dust<br \/>\nglaciers<br \/>\nthat dripped<br \/>\nmerciless cold<br \/>\nfrom the dawn of time<br \/>\nwith endless purity<br \/>\ninto the vast jewel<br \/>\nleaping high with strange inclusions<br \/>\njumping fish<br \/>\nliving waters<br \/>\npouring out into the evermore <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Emerald Cut VCS The pool was was made of turquoise wind the edges sculpted an emerald cut tapered up of perfect teal Hidden in its high setting protective mountains coated in diamond dust glaciers that dripped merciless cold from the dawn of time with endless&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":34,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[52],"class_list":["post-32084","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem","tag-virginia-carraway-stark"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/32084","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\/34"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=32084"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/32084\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":32151,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/32084\/revisions\/32151"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=32084"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=32084"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=32084"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}