{"id":35289,"date":"2017-08-05T15:12:49","date_gmt":"2017-08-05T19:12:49","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=35289"},"modified":"2017-08-05T15:12:49","modified_gmt":"2017-08-05T19:12:49","slug":"we-two-fools-a-sestina","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2017\/08\/we-two-fools-a-sestina\/","title":{"rendered":"We Two Fools, a sestina"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I hope you can forgive<br \/>\na devious sense of humor<br \/>\nwhich can, or will delight<br \/>\nin that lovely presence,<br \/>\nnow, if only you remember<br \/>\nus two fools grinning.<\/p>\n<p>And while we are grinning<br \/>\nI hope you&#8217;ll forgive<br \/>\nthat I can remember<br \/>\nyour own gentle humor<br \/>\nat my disheveled presence<br \/>\nand obvious delight.<\/p>\n<p>And to this delight<br \/>\nfor which I&#8217;m clearly grinning<br \/>\nAt your new presence<br \/>\nYou seem to forgive<br \/>\nmy weird brand of humor<br \/>\nAnd oh! I also remember..<\/p>\n<p>Or at least think I remember<br \/>\nthat midnight sweet delight<br \/>\ntouched by your sweet humor<br \/>\nthose lips temptingly grinning<br \/>\nbut of course you&#8217;ll forgive<br \/>\nmy flustering presence.<\/p>\n<p>And what presence<br \/>\ncan&#8217;t I remember?<br \/>\nPlease do forgive.<br \/>\nThis tonight delight<br \/>\nis graced by grinning<br \/>\nfools with love&#8217;s humor.<\/p>\n<p>and that love&#8217;s humor<br \/>\nis given a presence<br \/>\nof two grinning<br \/>\nfriends who can remember<br \/>\na lover&#8217;s delight<br \/>\nwhich time can forgive.<\/p>\n<p>But your lovely soul humor I will always remember<br \/>\nthat true, luminary presence, my own true delight.<br \/>\nYou leave me standing, grinning. A temptation I can forgive.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I hope you can forgive a devious sense of humor which can, or will delight in that lovely presence, now, if only you remember us two fools grinning. And while we are grinning I hope you&#8217;ll forgive that I can remember your own gentle humor&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":214,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-35289","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/35289","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\/214"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=35289"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/35289\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":35295,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/35289\/revisions\/35295"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=35289"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=35289"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=35289"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}