{"id":34966,"date":"2017-08-05T14:39:52","date_gmt":"2017-08-05T18:39:52","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=34966"},"modified":"2017-08-05T14:39:52","modified_gmt":"2017-08-05T18:39:52","slug":"a-pastoral-scene","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2017\/08\/a-pastoral-scene\/","title":{"rendered":"A Pastoral Scene"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><code><\/p>\n<h1>A Pastoral Scene<\/h1>\n<p>Though I know not their names<br \/>\nnor the colour of their wings,<br \/>\nI hear their songs<br \/>\nbrighten up every morn \u2014<br \/>\ntrills and echoes <br \/>\namid the trees.<\/p>\n<p>The vegetable terace,<br \/>\nbeloved of slugs and snails,<br \/>\nflush with runner beans and onions,<br \/>\nraspberries and blackcurrants<br \/>\ngarlic in the greenhouse<br \/>\nblackberries behind the shed.<\/p>\n<p>Cows in the field,<br \/>\nblack and white choir of tenor voice,<br \/>\nglaring at the Usk Way walkers<br \/> <br \/>\ntraipsing up the track<br \/>\nas they listen to my poems<br \/>\nand keep an eye<br \/> <br \/>\non my father<br \/>\ntrimming the hedge<br \/>\nfrom their side.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>A Pastoral Scene Though I know not their names nor the colour of their wings, I hear their songs brighten up every morn \u2014 trills and echoes amid the trees. The vegetable terace, beloved of slugs and snails, flush with runner beans and onions, raspberries&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":964,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-34966","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/34966","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\/964"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=34966"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/34966\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":34997,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/34966\/revisions\/34997"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=34966"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=34966"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=34966"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}