{"id":53798,"date":"2019-06-22T21:11:46","date_gmt":"2019-06-23T01:11:46","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=53798"},"modified":"2019-06-22T21:11:46","modified_gmt":"2019-06-23T01:11:46","slug":"quilt","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2019\/06\/quilt\/","title":{"rendered":"Quilt"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>My grandmother made me a quilt before I was born.<\/p>\n<p>Blues and greens greeted me into this world,<\/p>\n<p>Helped me learned how to crawl, my first word, how to walk.<\/p>\n<p>A labor of love, created for the <em>idea<\/em> of a human,<\/p>\n<p>I wasn&#8217;t real and tangible when she started sewing, but still, she sewed.<\/p>\n<p>At the moment I don&#8217;t think she knew how much that quilt would mean to me.<\/p>\n<p>Hold it to my cheek and the worries leave my body,<\/p>\n<p>The cool fabric lowers my body temperature and suddenly I&#8217;m a baby again,<\/p>\n<p>Filled with so much love, untouched by the sullied hands of this world.<\/p>\n<p>An ocean of protection, keeping me safe at night.<\/p>\n<p>I love that quilt, and it loves me too.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>My grandmother made me a quilt before I was born. Blues and greens greeted me into this world, Helped me learned how to crawl, my first word, how to walk. A labor of love, created for the idea of a human, I wasn&#8217;t real and&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1204,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-53798","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/53798","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\/1204"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=53798"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/53798\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":53889,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/53798\/revisions\/53889"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=53798"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=53798"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=53798"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}