{"id":48248,"date":"2019-06-22T11:53:29","date_gmt":"2019-06-22T15:53:29","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=48248"},"modified":"2019-06-22T16:35:43","modified_gmt":"2019-06-22T20:35:43","slug":"hour-3-a-walk-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2019\/06\/hour-3-a-walk-2\/","title":{"rendered":"Hour 3 &#8211; A Walk"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">This morning<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">There is an unreasonable chill<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Cut blooming fire roses <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">left on the ground <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">last night\u2019s offering<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">On the longest day<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">The bar flies have flown away<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">to slumber off the revelry and<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">In a few hours<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">May a sigh will escape from their lips<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">In sweet recollection <\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">For now<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">The sidewalks are for<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Pairs of old men<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Walking slowly<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">In neon orange and green safety vests<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">And a father sleepily sipping sweet caffeine<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">With one hand on a stroller<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">And me<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Tracing my lover\u2019s face<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Softened by dreaming<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>This morning There is an unreasonable chill Cut blooming fire roses left on the ground last night\u2019s offering On the longest day &nbsp; The bar flies have flown away to slumber off the revelry and In a few hours May a sigh will escape from&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1292,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11,7,13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-48248","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-half-marathon-poem","category-marathon-poem","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/48248","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\/1292"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=48248"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/48248\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":48254,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/48248\/revisions\/48254"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=48248"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=48248"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=48248"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}