{"id":38714,"date":"2017-08-05T20:51:23","date_gmt":"2017-08-06T00:51:23","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=38714"},"modified":"2017-08-05T20:51:23","modified_gmt":"2017-08-06T00:51:23","slug":"a-gentle-reminder","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2017\/08\/a-gentle-reminder\/","title":{"rendered":"A Gentle Reminder"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Let us laugh at death until our throats get sore.<\/p>\n<p>Let us row to Helgoland, an island<\/p>\n<p>with seven stone gates and seven stone angels<\/p>\n<p>blowing trumpets, or are they trombones,<\/p>\n<p>the slide of God\u2019s left shoulder<\/p>\n<p>announcing the cessation of time,<\/p>\n<p>the end of the known world, as he unhitches the cables<\/p>\n<p>holding Earth in place and lets it drift off into space.<\/p>\n<p>Hello\/good-by. Quickly now<\/p>\n<p>before our names drawn in the sand<\/p>\n<p>are washed away. The sky, dying in your arms,<\/p>\n<p>is threatening rain. Tiredness now<\/p>\n<p>and breath with nowhere to climb, but up.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Let us laugh at death until our throats get sore. Let us row to Helgoland, an island with seven stone gates and seven stone angels blowing trumpets, or are they trombones, the slide of God\u2019s left shoulder announcing the cessation of time, the end of&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":998,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-38714","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/38714","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\/998"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=38714"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/38714\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":38743,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/38714\/revisions\/38743"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=38714"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=38714"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=38714"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}