{"id":35726,"date":"2017-08-05T16:45:10","date_gmt":"2017-08-05T20:45:10","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=35726"},"modified":"2017-08-05T16:45:10","modified_gmt":"2017-08-05T20:45:10","slug":"coin-silver","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2017\/08\/coin-silver\/","title":{"rendered":"Coin Silver"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>HOUR EIGHT<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>Lines from &#8216;Mirror&#8217; by Sylvia Plath <\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>Tonight the caustic wind, love,<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong> Gossips late and soon<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>My tears like vinegar<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>a tender breeze whisper some thoughts, tonight<br \/>\nI am a coin silver- the<br \/>\nmighty chunks of my unripe dreams caustic<br \/>\ncorn husk in an Uncle Bob\u2019s truck wails in the wind<br \/>\nI breathe shallots, pebbles, and mushrooms; ephemeral love<br \/>\nThe neighbors at the farthest end brewing the soup and the gossips<br \/>\nAunt Cathy has gone to the city market to buy blue lace for her new dress; it\u2019s late<br \/>\nMoon hidden behind the pine trees and<br \/>\nas we wait for the dinner that would be served soon<br \/>\npale skin feels like a sour aspic moon- my<br \/>\nbitter words simmer in the pot pan like vinegary tears<br \/>\noutpours and daydreams swelled in a warm chicken broth like<br \/>\na stuffed pi\u00f1ata and we toast our wine with a dash of vinegar.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Copyrighted by Ruchi Chopra, 2017.<\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>HOUR EIGHT Lines from &#8216;Mirror&#8217; by Sylvia Plath Tonight the caustic wind, love, Gossips late and soon My tears like vinegar a tender breeze whisper some thoughts, tonight I am a coin silver- the mighty chunks of my unripe dreams caustic corn husk in an&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":947,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11],"tags":[2315,2323,75,102,2322],"class_list":["post-35726","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-half-marathon-poem","tag-goldenshovel","tag-houreight","tag-inspiration","tag-moon","tag-sylvia-plath-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/35726","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\/947"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=35726"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/35726\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":36212,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/35726\/revisions\/36212"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=35726"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=35726"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=35726"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}