{"id":54991,"date":"2019-06-23T01:22:21","date_gmt":"2019-06-23T05:22:21","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=54991"},"modified":"2019-06-23T01:22:21","modified_gmt":"2019-06-23T05:22:21","slug":"northern-solstice","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2019\/06\/northern-solstice\/","title":{"rendered":"Northern Solstice"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Northern Solstice<br \/>\nVirginia Carraway Stark <\/p>\n<p>Crisply glistening under the starlight<br \/>\nAlthough it was solstice<br \/>\nSkin was white as apple flesh<br \/>\nNaked after shedding her night colored cloak<br \/>\nShe shivered under the northern lights<br \/>\nThe longest day meant something here<br \/>\nAlready the sun was edging its way<br \/>\nUp the rim of the craggy mountains<br \/>\nThe glacier fed lake was still as the night<br \/>\nThe stars reflected along with their<br \/>\nSiblings, the tinkling spirits of the northern skies<br \/>\nIn the water that even now was only above freezing<br \/>\nShe strode into the water, as visible as though it were day<br \/>\nPicked out in white silhouette in the light<br \/>\nOf the celestial spheres<br \/>\nReflected in the cauldron of the mountains<br \/>\nThe sharp pebbles pricked her feet<br \/>\nShe didn&#8217;t notice, they were already numb<br \/>\nShe dove under the water<br \/>\nAnd greeted the spirits of the dark<br \/>\nThe lived under the roots of the mountains<br \/>\nComing up rarely to disturb the high lakes<br \/>\nWith their troubles<br \/>\nAnd watched the brief night<br \/>\nThat was solstice in the north<br \/>\nA lonely and short time<br \/>\nCold, silent and foreboding<br \/>\nAs the threat the snow covered peaks<br \/>\nThe only other audience<br \/>\nBrought with their specter<br \/>\nThe only sound, the lady&#8217;s feet<br \/>\nkicking the water<br \/>\nin what remained of the night. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Northern Solstice Virginia Carraway Stark Crisply glistening under the starlight Although it was solstice Skin was white as apple flesh Naked after shedding her night colored cloak She shivered under the northern lights The longest day meant something here Already the sun was edging its&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":34,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[3019,3215,3216,53,52],"class_list":["post-54991","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem","tag-24-hour-poetry-marathon","tag-northern-solstice-poem","tag-solstice","tag-starklight-press","tag-virginia-carraway-stark"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/54991","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\/34"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=54991"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/54991\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":55431,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/54991\/revisions\/55431"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=54991"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=54991"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=54991"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}