{"id":56327,"date":"2019-06-23T04:27:37","date_gmt":"2019-06-23T08:27:37","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=56327"},"modified":"2019-06-23T04:27:37","modified_gmt":"2019-06-23T08:27:37","slug":"on-lifecreditst-s-eliots-the-love-song-of-j-alfred-oru-frock","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2019\/06\/on-lifecreditst-s-eliots-the-love-song-of-j-alfred-oru-frock\/","title":{"rendered":"On life(credits:T S Eliot&#8217;s &#8220;The Love Song of J.Alfred Oru frock&#8221;)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><em>Let us go and make our visit<\/em><br \/>\nto the magic world,<br \/>\nwhere angels come out from formless stones.<br \/>\n<em>Oh,do not ask,&#8221;What is it?&#8221;<\/em><br \/>\nWe can go up and down,<br \/>\n<em>Talking of Michelangelo.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>No doubt you will forget,<br \/>\nto blink your eyes,<br \/>\nI know them all,<br \/>\n<em>For I have known them all already,known<br \/>\nthem all:<br \/>\nHave known the evenings,mornings,<br \/>\nafternoons,<\/em><\/p>\n<p>We can together measure our <em>life,<br \/>\nwith coffee spoons<\/em>,<br \/>\nAnd talk on art,love and death.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Let us go and make our visit to the magic world, where angels come out from formless stones. Oh,do not ask,&#8221;What is it?&#8221; We can go up and down, Talking of Michelangelo. No doubt you will forget, to blink your eyes, I know them all,&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1174,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-56327","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/56327","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\/1174"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=56327"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/56327\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":56408,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/56327\/revisions\/56408"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=56327"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=56327"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=56327"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}