{"id":35538,"date":"2017-08-05T15:33:04","date_gmt":"2017-08-05T19:33:04","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=35538"},"modified":"2017-08-05T15:33:04","modified_gmt":"2017-08-05T19:33:04","slug":"looking-from-the-inside","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2017\/08\/looking-from-the-inside\/","title":{"rendered":"Looking from the Inside"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><code><\/p>\n<p>This poem stems from a memory I have from my sighted days. On a small patch of wasteland in the city of Swansea, Wales, there was a shopping trolley \/ cart, upside down with flames from some odds and ends that had been set alight, licking at its metal mesh.<\/p>\n<h1>Looking from the Inside<\/h1>\n<p>I cannot begin to describe<br \/>\nto you, the misery of the burning bars -<br \/>\nvainly striving to contain the fire.<\/p>\n<p>Created to contain, but deceived \u2014 not told<br \/>\nof the blistering commodity to be their charge;<br \/>\nsummer flames biting at the vapours of a winter night.<\/p>\n<p>I could have seen the dawn                            <br \/>\nbut for the darkness <br \/>\nclouding my eyes.<\/p>\n<p>Ssitting by this memory<br \/>\nI evoke a cup of tea<br \/>\nand the wrapping<\/p>\n<p>from a coffee cream,<br \/>\nand I construct reality,<br \/>\nfrom what used to be<br \/>\na dream.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>This poem stems from a memory I have from my sighted days. On a small patch of wasteland in the city of Swansea, Wales, there was a shopping trolley \/ cart, upside down with flames from some odds and ends that had been set alight,&#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-35538","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/35538","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=35538"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/35538\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":35543,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/35538\/revisions\/35543"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=35538"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=35538"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=35538"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}