{"id":56269,"date":"2019-06-23T04:25:19","date_gmt":"2019-06-23T08:25:19","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=56269"},"modified":"2019-06-23T16:17:25","modified_gmt":"2019-06-23T20:17:25","slug":"personal-prompt-this-is-what-salvation-must-be-like-after-awhile","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2019\/06\/personal-prompt-this-is-what-salvation-must-be-like-after-awhile\/","title":{"rendered":"Personal Prompt\/This is What Salvation Must Be Like After Awhile"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Following up on my early morning Dylan listening, I&#8217;ve given myself the prompt to write a poem about a line from any song, choosing a line from &#8220;Visions of Johanna.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I haven&#8217;t seen the house I shared<br \/>\nwith two housemates I&#8217;ve since lost contact.<br \/>\nBut, once your bed gets sold out from under<br \/>\nyou &#8211; and after you painted the walls to grow themselves &#8211;<br \/>\nsome phone numbers are easier to forget.<\/p>\n<p>That summer, there was always a party.<br \/>\nThere were always ants on the kitchen counter.<br \/>\nAnd I dated a boy who worked as a waiter<br \/>\nwho wanted to be a photographer.<\/p>\n<p>After getting off our respective shifts,<br \/>\nwe&#8217;d meet on the covered porch, through which<br \/>\nthe evening breeze blew<br \/>\nand we were lighter than Gatsby and Daisy in the cool night.<\/p>\n<p>I would write stories and he would photograph them<br \/>\nand our certainty was its own redemption<br \/>\nfor what other things we said<br \/>\nand can&#8217;t remember.   <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Following up on my early morning Dylan listening, I&#8217;ve given myself the prompt to write a poem about a line from any song, choosing a line from &#8220;Visions of Johanna.&#8221; I haven&#8217;t seen the house I shared with two housemates I&#8217;ve since lost contact. But,&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":59,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-56269","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/56269","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\/59"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=56269"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/56269\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":58212,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/56269\/revisions\/58212"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=56269"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=56269"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=56269"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}