{"id":39359,"date":"2017-08-05T22:09:49","date_gmt":"2017-08-06T02:09:49","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=39359"},"modified":"2017-08-05T22:09:58","modified_gmt":"2017-08-06T02:09:58","slug":"fruits-of-my-labor","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2017\/08\/fruits-of-my-labor\/","title":{"rendered":"Fruits of my Labor"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><em>I stand at the open window<\/em><br \/>\n<em>On an evening warm and damp.<\/em><br \/>\n<em>The steam rises off the canning pot<\/em><br \/>\n<em>I slowly switch on a lamp.<\/em><br \/>\n<em>The tomatoes in their canning jars<\/em><br \/>\n<em>The children at my elbow<\/em><br \/>\n<em>At the open window I stand<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Hear the frogs croak their nightly show.<\/em><br \/>\n<em>One great mystery in life<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Is how I came to be<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Standing in my raincoat<\/em><br \/>\n<em>With a sea of children surrounding me.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I stand at the open window On an evening warm and damp. The steam rises off the canning pot I slowly switch on a lamp. The tomatoes in their canning jars The children at my elbow At the open window I stand Hear the frogs&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":976,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-39359","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/39359","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\/976"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=39359"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/39359\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":39362,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/39359\/revisions\/39362"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=39359"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=39359"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=39359"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}