{"id":52523,"date":"2019-06-22T19:01:02","date_gmt":"2019-06-22T23:01:02","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=52523"},"modified":"2019-06-23T07:45:08","modified_gmt":"2019-06-23T11:45:08","slug":"moonlight-cafe-hour-10","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2019\/06\/moonlight-cafe-hour-10\/","title":{"rendered":"Moonlight Caf\u00e9 &#8211; Hour 10"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>She sat in the caf\u00e9<br \/>\nNear the doors and looked outside<br \/>\nThere it was, the moonlit bay<br \/>\nAnd with it the high tide.<\/p>\n<p>In her hands she held her coffee<br \/>\nA single moonbeam hit her bread<br \/>\nshe had ordered and a toffee<br \/>\n&#8220;Damn fog,&#8221; she said.<\/p>\n<p>She got up and hit a shelf<br \/>\nAfter eating and books fell down.<br \/>\nShe sighed and murmured &#8220;Today, I&#8217;m not myself.&#8221;<br \/>\nWhen the canteen lady came and helped without a frown.<\/p>\n<p>Then, she got outside on the dock<br \/>\nLooked around, but all firs had vanished in the fog<br \/>\nSuddenly, she heard a concrete quiet knock<br \/>\nHush! &#8211; And in the silence croaked a frog.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>She sat in the caf\u00e9 Near the doors and looked outside There it was, the moonlit bay And with it the high tide. In her hands she held her coffee A single moonbeam hit her bread she had ordered and a toffee &#8220;Damn fog,&#8221; she&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1223,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-52523","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/52523","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\/1223"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=52523"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/52523\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":52569,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/52523\/revisions\/52569"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=52523"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=52523"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=52523"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}