{"id":62563,"date":"2020-06-27T10:07:13","date_gmt":"2020-06-27T14:07:13","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=62563"},"modified":"2020-06-27T20:41:07","modified_gmt":"2020-06-28T00:41:07","slug":"hour-1-22","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2020\/06\/hour-1-22\/","title":{"rendered":"Hour 1 &#8211; Mary Anning"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Mary Anning<\/p>\n<p>Gentle waves washed the English coast<br \/>\nWhere once Mesozoic oceans played<br \/>\nCreatures odd and massive it did boast<br \/>\nNow walks this fatherless, solitary maid<\/p>\n<p>Her intent, to find curiosities to sell<br \/>\nRemains of shellfish long gone from the sea<br \/>\n\u201cSnake-stones\u201d for which the tourist paid well<br \/>\nTo aid her low class and hungry family<\/p>\n<p>This day her discovery is something new<br \/>\nSixteen meters long, a jaw with teeth,<br \/>\nFlippers propelled it through the briny blue<br \/>\nA gift to Mary the sand did now bequeath<\/p>\n<p>The ichthyosaur was Mary Anning\u2019s find<br \/>\nWhen she was but a young girl of twelve<br \/>\nA life-long passion Mary then refined<br \/>\nAnd into the past she eagerly did delve<\/p>\n<p>No women could join the Geological Society<br \/>\nNo low-class person was credited with their finds<br \/>\nYet Mary was recognized for her authority<br \/>\nAnd worked with scientists, a meeting of the minds<\/p>\n<p>Anning changed the view we have of the past<br \/>\nExploring creatures no one had ever seen<br \/>\nAn ichthyosaur was named for her at last<br \/>\nReminder of this explorer of the marine<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Mary Anning Gentle waves washed the English coast Where once Mesozoic oceans played Creatures odd and massive it did boast Now walks this fatherless, solitary maid Her intent, to find curiosities to sell Remains of shellfish long gone from the sea \u201cSnake-stones\u201d for which the&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1047,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-62563","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/62563","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\/1047"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=62563"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/62563\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":71240,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/62563\/revisions\/71240"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=62563"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=62563"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=62563"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}