{"id":61703,"date":"2020-06-27T09:36:31","date_gmt":"2020-06-27T13:36:31","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=61703"},"modified":"2020-06-27T09:37:05","modified_gmt":"2020-06-27T13:37:05","slug":"hour-1-2020","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2020\/06\/hour-1-2020\/","title":{"rendered":"Hour 1 (2020)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I see her in the puddles shimmering in the subway entrance<\/p>\n<p>on the scaffolding of post-war apartment buildings<\/p>\n<p>where she once held passionate court<\/p>\n<p>Her voice echoes still in the bustle of Berlin,<\/p>\n<p>through the prison bars that sought to restrain her<\/p>\n<p>bold, antifacist, and lesbian.<\/p>\n<p>Now I sit in that cafe<\/p>\n<p>where she spent her later years<\/p>\n<p>mourning the death of her young lover<\/p>\n<p>I blow a kiss to you, Hilde Radusch<\/p>\n<p>and the road you&#8217;ve paved for me<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I see her in the puddles shimmering in the subway entrance on the scaffolding of post-war apartment buildings where she once held passionate court Her voice echoes still in the bustle of Berlin, through the prison bars that sought to restrain her bold, antifacist, and&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":940,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-61703","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/61703","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\/940"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=61703"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/61703\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":62204,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/61703\/revisions\/62204"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=61703"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=61703"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=61703"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}