{"id":46921,"date":"2019-06-22T10:27:29","date_gmt":"2019-06-22T14:27:29","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=46921"},"modified":"2019-07-15T10:35:05","modified_gmt":"2019-07-15T14:35:05","slug":"its-magic","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2019\/06\/its-magic\/","title":{"rendered":"Magic!"},"content":{"rendered":"
My favorite two-year old,<\/div>\n
– really, almost two-years old –<\/div>\n
draws my attention<\/span><\/div>\n
with her tentative smile<\/span><\/div>\n
and clear blue eyes.<\/span><\/div>\n
Abruptly<\/span><\/div>\n
– without warning –<\/span><\/div>\n
her open hand is inches from my face,<\/span><\/div>\n
proving to my unfocused eyes,<\/span><\/div>\n
her miniature hand<\/span><\/div>\n
with its chubby fingers stretched so wide,<\/span><\/div>\n
is indeed empty and free.<\/span><\/div>\n
The suspense builds<\/span><\/div>\n
as she uses her other hand<\/span><\/div>\n
– her assistant, if you will –<\/span><\/div>\n
to open her dress pocket wide;<\/span><\/div>\n
wide as can be,<\/span><\/div>\n
so she only has to close her fingers a little bit<\/span><\/div>\n
to ease her hand into the depths of the material.<\/span><\/div>\n
In a dramatic flurry of suspense,<\/span><\/div>\n
– pulling and yanking with all her might –<\/span><\/div>\n
she releases her hand from the pocket.<\/span><\/div>\n
With a jerk of her head<\/span><\/div>\n
– eyes and mouth round with surprise –<\/span><\/div>\n
her trick is finished.<\/span><\/div>\n
For, in her slowly opening child\u2019s fist,<\/span><\/div>\n
emerges a pink shell<\/span><\/div>\n
– from a far away ocean;<\/span><\/div>\n
in her eyes,\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n
a reflection of the sweet world.<\/span><\/div>\n

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My favorite two-year old, – really, almost two-years old – draws my attention with her tentative smile and clear blue eyes. Abruptly – without warning – her open hand is inches from my face, proving to my unfocused eyes, her miniature hand with its chubby…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":215,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-46921","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/46921","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\/215"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=46921"}],"version-history":[{"count":6,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/46921\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":59547,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/46921\/revisions\/59547"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=46921"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=46921"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=46921"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}