{"id":65220,"date":"2020-06-27T13:28:21","date_gmt":"2020-06-27T17:28:21","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=65220"},"modified":"2020-06-27T14:21:14","modified_gmt":"2020-06-27T18:21:14","slug":"prompt-5-ekphrastic-poem-from-picture","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2020\/06\/prompt-5-ekphrastic-poem-from-picture\/","title":{"rendered":"prompt #5: ekphrastic poem (from picture)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-medium wp-image-65683\" src=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/evgeni-tcherkasski-v41Z5HCahzo-unsplash-3-206x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"206\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/evgeni-tcherkasski-v41Z5HCahzo-unsplash-3-206x300.jpg 206w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/evgeni-tcherkasski-v41Z5HCahzo-unsplash-3-704x1024.jpg 704w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/evgeni-tcherkasski-v41Z5HCahzo-unsplash-3-768x1117.jpg 768w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/evgeni-tcherkasski-v41Z5HCahzo-unsplash-3-1056x1536.jpg 1056w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/evgeni-tcherkasski-v41Z5HCahzo-unsplash-3-1408x2048.jpg 1408w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/evgeni-tcherkasski-v41Z5HCahzo-unsplash-3-scaled.jpg 1760w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 206px) 100vw, 206px\" \/>haibun in the time of plague ~<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>fall light fills the dinghy<\/p>\n<p>water burnished gold shimmers<\/p>\n<p>lightfall a road home<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><em>across the water, autumn sun lays a path I can follow somewhere else, somewhere outside this time of plague &amp; hate &amp; death &amp; grief. at the golden bridge that spans earth &amp; stars &amp; water, light cleanses me. returns me as if reborn, a clear point of light in a sea of sky ~<\/em><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>haibun in the time of plague ~ &nbsp; fall light fills the dinghy water burnished gold shimmers lightfall a road home &nbsp; across the water, autumn sun lays a path I can follow somewhere else, somewhere outside this time of plague &amp; hate &amp; death&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":68,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-65220","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-half-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/65220","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\/68"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=65220"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/65220\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":66313,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/65220\/revisions\/66313"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=65220"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=65220"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=65220"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}