{"id":51922,"date":"2019-06-22T17:58:49","date_gmt":"2019-06-22T21:58:49","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=51922"},"modified":"2019-06-22T17:58:49","modified_gmt":"2019-06-22T21:58:49","slug":"paris-in-the-fifites-9-booktitle","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2019\/06\/paris-in-the-fifites-9-booktitle\/","title":{"rendered":"Paris in the Fifites [9 &#8211; #booktitle]"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Paris in the Fifties<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Is the last book I bought at the used bookstore.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">It sings with romance, with champagne, baguette, and brie<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">I will read it in a crinolined Chanel dress<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">And Audrey\u2019s sunglasses, and my feet will not hurt in my high red heels.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">We will walk in the steps of Julia Child to <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Cordon Bleu<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400\"> and find <\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">the haunts of James Baldwin, Edith Piaf, Sartre, and Sylvia Beach.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">We will live l<\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">a vie en rose<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400\"> and drink cafe au lait and eat croissant.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">I will kiss someone under the <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">tour Eiffel<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400\"> and he will murmur <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">j\u2019taime<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">We will dance by the Seine, look across the rooftops of Montmartre,<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">and make love under the vast Parisian sky.<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Paris in the Fifties Is the last book I bought at the used bookstore. It sings with romance, with champagne, baguette, and brie I will read it in a crinolined Chanel dress And Audrey\u2019s sunglasses, and my feet will not hurt in my high red&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1211,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11,441,5],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-51922","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-half-marathon-poem","category-poetry-prompt-responses","category-poetry-prompts"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/51922","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\/1211"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=51922"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/51922\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":51935,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/51922\/revisions\/51935"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=51922"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=51922"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=51922"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}