{"id":61483,"date":"2020-06-27T09:04:28","date_gmt":"2020-06-27T13:04:28","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=61483"},"modified":"2020-06-27T09:13:26","modified_gmt":"2020-06-27T13:13:26","slug":"boulder","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2020\/06\/boulder\/","title":{"rendered":"BOULDER"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I think, therefore I am,<br \/>\nsaid the arrogant stone.<\/p>\n<p>Once, I was metal,<br \/>\nbut when the fire roared<\/p>\n<p>within the core of the<br \/>\nmolten, spinning ball,<\/p>\n<p>I cut myself into pieces,<br \/>\nand rained down,<\/p>\n<p>liquid, faceless granite,<br \/>\nthick, black, and raging,<\/p>\n<p>a father beating up<br \/>\nhis long-dead daughter,<\/p>\n<p>hot onto the cooling<br \/>\nsurface of marbled earth,<\/p>\n<p>where water carved me,<br \/>\nswallowed, shaped me,<\/p>\n<p>then threw me and broke<br \/>\nmy mind until I lost me<\/p>\n<p>till sunrise covered me,<br \/>\ntaking away all thought,<\/p>\n<p>so that now nothing more<br \/>\nmeans anything to me.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I think, therefore I am, said the arrogant stone. Once, I was metal, but when the fire roared within the core of the molten, spinning ball, I cut myself into pieces, and rained down, liquid, faceless granite, thick, black, and raging, a father beating up&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":262,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-61483","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-half-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/61483","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\/262"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=61483"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/61483\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":61787,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/61483\/revisions\/61787"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=61483"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=61483"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=61483"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}