{"id":43053,"date":"2017-08-06T08:31:20","date_gmt":"2017-08-06T12:31:20","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=43053"},"modified":"2017-08-06T08:31:20","modified_gmt":"2017-08-06T12:31:20","slug":"this-basement-window","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2017\/08\/this-basement-window\/","title":{"rendered":"This Basement Window"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>This basement window<br \/>\nAllows a glint of light<br \/>\nThrough its high narrow strip of muddied glass.<\/p>\n<p>It\u2019s well before dawn now<br \/>\nI can smell a skunk sauntering past the yard<br \/>\nWhich is why my hound has been, well<br \/>\nHounding while I wrote all night<\/p>\n<p>Darkness past that pane<br \/>\nLifts<br \/>\nAn overeager cock crows too early<br \/>\nAnd a neighbor stews him in disrupted dreams<\/p>\n<p>My view just a line of chain link and indigo<br \/>\nThe sky\u2019s the limit if I can keep from<br \/>\nImpaling myself on the way<\/p>\n<p>What I see though as I gaze through this window is a path to the<br \/>\nFuture, paved in words<br \/>\nMy reward more days just like today (adding only<br \/>\nA better idea of where the next mortgage is coming from and<br \/>\nMeans to fix the roof):<br \/>\nEnsconced at my desk in this quiet subterranean cave<br \/>\nEmbrace a challenge get productive<br \/>\nPractice aikido play tickle with brains<br \/>\nNap in a dog pile and<br \/>\nwrite, write, write.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; This basement window Allows a glint of light Through its high narrow strip of muddied glass. It\u2019s well before dawn now I can smell a skunk sauntering past the yard Which is why my hound has been, well Hounding while I wrote all night&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":967,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,441],"tags":[2228,2133,2746,456,2316,2318,326,15,391,10,2116,2747,2317,637,390,1084],"class_list":["post-43053","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem","category-poetry-prompt-responses","tag-2017poetrymarathon","tag-2017-poetry-marathon","tag-basement","tag-future","tag-laurel","tag-laurel-wilson","tag-marathon","tag-poem","tag-poet","tag-poetry","tag-poetrymarathon2017","tag-skunk","tag-wilson","tag-window","tag-writer","tag-writing"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/43053","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\/967"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=43053"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/43053\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":43092,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/43053\/revisions\/43092"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=43053"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=43053"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=43053"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}