{"id":34733,"date":"2017-08-05T14:19:10","date_gmt":"2017-08-05T18:19:10","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=34733"},"modified":"2017-08-05T14:19:10","modified_gmt":"2017-08-05T18:19:10","slug":"poem-6-ode-to-black","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2017\/08\/poem-6-ode-to-black\/","title":{"rendered":"Poem 6: Ode to Black"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>If I were to write an ode to black,<br \/>\nMy words would flash and crackle<br \/>\nlike the carapace<br \/>\nof an ancient beetle.<br \/>\nMy fingers would tangle and weave<br \/>\nin black cotton clouds.<\/p>\n<p>Patent leather cat,<br \/>\njaws cracking open<br \/>\non adoring air.<br \/>\nThe room stirs the<br \/>\njet stream of her black fur.<\/p>\n<p>If space is not a vacuum,<br \/>\nwhy is it so cold?<br \/>\nAnd why do its dark pulses<br \/>\ntickle airlessness<br \/>\nand teach us to build<br \/>\nnothing out of something?<br \/>\nBlackness has a name,<br \/>\nflashing between bright stars,<br \/>\nand a purpose,<br \/>\nbut I do not know<br \/>\nwhat that is. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>If I were to write an ode to black, My words would flash and crackle like the carapace of an ancient beetle. My fingers would tangle and weave in black cotton clouds. Patent leather cat, jaws cracking open on adoring air. The room stirs the&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":697,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-34733","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/34733","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\/697"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=34733"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/34733\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":34792,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/34733\/revisions\/34792"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=34733"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=34733"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=34733"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}