{"id":43407,"date":"2017-08-06T13:00:30","date_gmt":"2017-08-06T17:00:30","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=43407"},"modified":"2017-08-06T13:00:31","modified_gmt":"2017-08-06T17:00:31","slug":"progress-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2017\/08\/progress-2\/","title":{"rendered":"progress"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u201cEvery peak is a crater. This is the law of volcanoes, making them eternally and visibly female.\u201d &#8211; Adrienne Rich<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">for every<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">emotion to hit its peak<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">it is<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">required to first be a<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">valley a moon\u2019s crater<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">to achieve this<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">we must travel to the depths where it is<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">the frigid cold like the<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">underside of the pillow the law<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">of progress the reality of<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">sleeping amongst volcanoes<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">we are tired heroes in the making<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">trudging the depths of them <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">the valleys chiseled in the face of the moon eternally<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">reliably and<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">without question our progress is visibly<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">goddess warrior female<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>\u201cEvery peak is a crater. This is the law of volcanoes, making them eternally and visibly female.\u201d &#8211; Adrienne Rich &nbsp; for every emotion to hit its peak it is required to first be a valley a moon\u2019s crater to achieve this we must travel&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":995,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,13,12],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-43407","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem","category-miscellaneous","category-musings"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/43407","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\/995"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=43407"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/43407\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":43408,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/43407\/revisions\/43408"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=43407"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=43407"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=43407"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}