{"id":32672,"date":"2017-08-05T11:01:14","date_gmt":"2017-08-05T15:01:14","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=32672"},"modified":"2017-08-13T00:03:46","modified_gmt":"2017-08-13T04:03:46","slug":"reminiscence","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2017\/08\/reminiscence\/","title":{"rendered":"Reminiscence"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>The boxes I put myself in are getting smaller.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>As a child of seven summers,<\/p>\n<p>when my bare feet knew the grasses well,<\/p>\n<p>I was Odysseus at Troy,<\/p>\n<p>carving a way through the enemy rhododendrons.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>I spoke at the midnight hour on August fifteen,<\/p>\n<p>I was fifteen then,<\/p>\n<p>my voice rose high and clear,<\/p>\n<p>my dreams torched the sky.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>I loved this girl from the next neighbourhood,<\/p>\n<p>pretty in peony pink hijab,<\/p>\n<p>the youth did not know when to back down,<\/p>\n<p>the youth did not know how not to love.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Now that the girl is gone,<\/p>\n<p>the dreams have withered away;<\/p>\n<p>and the child gave way a long ago<\/p>\n<p>to the husk of a man that I have become.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The boxes I put myself in are getting smaller. &nbsp; As a child of seven summers, when my bare feet knew the grasses well, I was Odysseus at Troy, carving a way through the enemy rhododendrons. &nbsp; I spoke at the midnight hour on August&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":944,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,1136],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-32672","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem","category-official-marathon-prompts"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/32672","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\/944"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=32672"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/32672\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":44312,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/32672\/revisions\/44312"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=32672"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=32672"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=32672"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}