{"id":37915,"date":"2017-08-05T19:29:52","date_gmt":"2017-08-05T23:29:52","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=37915"},"modified":"2017-08-05T20:58:25","modified_gmt":"2017-08-06T00:58:25","slug":"strings","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2017\/08\/strings\/","title":{"rendered":"Strings"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>There is a certain note, or range of notes, that makes me melt.<br \/>\nI feel it here and I want so badly to stop giving a fuck,<br \/>\nAnd dance around, arms waving wildly.<\/p>\n<p>The scene from Titanic comes to mind,<br \/>\nWhere Rose goes with Jack down into the dance hall.<br \/>\nWhere the plebs go to let loose,<br \/>\nAnd they spin and spin and spin,<br \/>\nAnd she feels alive for the first time,<br \/>\nDown in the hole with the dirty and moneyless.<\/p>\n<p>Such beautiful sounds are hard to explain,<br \/>\nBut I can tell you this makes me see green and blue,<br \/>\nAnd wind and fields and I can actually feel the wind as I&#8217;m flailing.<\/p>\n<p>Then I pretend I can play the fiddle like that,<br \/>\nI practice moving my elbow and gripping the bow,<br \/>\nReading music which I haven&#8217;t done in years,<br \/>\nOr better yet not even needing those pages anymore,<br \/>\nJust playing and feeling the wind.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>There is a certain note, or range of notes, that makes me melt. I feel it here and I want so badly to stop giving a fuck, And dance around, arms waving wildly. The scene from Titanic comes to mind, Where Rose goes with Jack&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":997,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-37915","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/37915","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\/997"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=37915"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/37915\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":38790,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/37915\/revisions\/38790"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=37915"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=37915"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=37915"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}