{"id":57327,"date":"2019-06-23T07:14:10","date_gmt":"2019-06-23T11:14:10","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=57327"},"modified":"2019-06-23T07:14:10","modified_gmt":"2019-06-23T11:14:10","slug":"summer-sunlight","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2019\/06\/summer-sunlight\/","title":{"rendered":"Summer Sunlight"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-57398 alignleft\" src=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/rose-in-cement-219x300.jpeg\" alt=\"\" width=\"219\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/rose-in-cement-219x300.jpeg 219w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/rose-in-cement.jpeg 625w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 219px) 100vw, 219px\" \/>True survival means that you find the best of things<\/p>\n<p>Even from my childhood I learned this to be true<\/p>\n<p>Mom was a stranger but I&#8217;m thankful that I am alive<\/p>\n<p>I couldn&#8217;t stay with Grandma but the best I have of her thrives<\/p>\n<p>He violated my spirit yet the best of soul survived<\/p>\n<p>They thought they could contain me but I could not be denied<\/p>\n<p>A rose in cement, yes I grew and from the ashes revived<\/p>\n<p>Statistics say I would not grow up strong, but look I have have arrived.<\/p>\n<p>jj2019 2019 Poetry Marathon<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>True survival means that you find the best of things Even from my childhood I learned this to be true Mom was a stranger but I&#8217;m thankful that I am alive I couldn&#8217;t stay with Grandma but the best I have of her thrives He&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":837,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[8,7,13,12,2114,1136,441,5,1135,1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-57327","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-introductions","category-marathon-poem","category-miscellaneous","category-musings","category-official-marathon-announcement","category-official-marathon-prompts","category-poetry-prompt-responses","category-poetry-prompts","category-testimonials","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/57327","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\/837"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=57327"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/57327\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":57401,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/57327\/revisions\/57401"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=57327"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=57327"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=57327"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}