{"id":32624,"date":"2017-08-05T10:57:59","date_gmt":"2017-08-05T14:57:59","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=32624"},"modified":"2017-08-05T10:57:59","modified_gmt":"2017-08-05T14:57:59","slug":"reunion","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2017\/08\/reunion\/","title":{"rendered":"Reunion"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>The first thing she asks<br \/>\nafter inquiring about me, while<br \/>\ngripping me in enveloping hug:<br \/>\nhow my wife is, the kids are<\/p>\n<p>we talk amiably, deeply<br \/>\nabout our lives, families. Stuff.<br \/>\nI see in her eyes what I have<br \/>\nsince junior high; this she knows<\/p>\n<p>Her impossible-to-dislike<br \/>\nhusband greets me warmly, joins<br \/>\nus in conversation, laughter<br \/>\ntheir body language, comfortable<\/p>\n<p>any awkwardness that did exist<br \/>\nno longer does, though he knows<br \/>\nthat I understand, better than most<br \/>\nwhat has always been in her eyes<\/p>\n<p>it takes more self-control than I<br \/>\nthink I have, to not say aloud, in<br \/>\nreckless triumph, \u201cBut I loved her<br \/>\ntwenty years before you showed up.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>knowing nothing is to be gained<br \/>\nplaying \u2018nan-nah-nan-nah, boo-boo\u2019<br \/>\nwith the beautiful muse who never<br \/>\nloved me then, but oddly, does now.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p><em>\u2013 Mark L. Lucker<\/em><br \/>\n<em>\u00a9 2017<\/em><em><br \/>\n<\/em><em><a href=\"http:\/\/lrd.to\/sxh9jntSbd\">http:\/\/lrd.to\/sxh9jntSbd<\/a><\/em><\/p><\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The first thing she asks after inquiring about me, while gripping me in enveloping hug: how my wife is, the kids are we talk amiably, deeply about our lives, families. Stuff. I see in her eyes what I have since junior high; this she knows&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":694,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[2169,454,2170],"class_list":["post-32624","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-miscellaneous","tag-2017-prompt-2","tag-longing","tag-yearning"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/32624","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\/694"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=32624"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/32624\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":32647,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/32624\/revisions\/32647"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=32624"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=32624"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=32624"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}