{"id":69696,"date":"2020-06-27T18:31:53","date_gmt":"2020-06-27T22:31:53","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=69696"},"modified":"2020-06-27T18:31:53","modified_gmt":"2020-06-27T22:31:53","slug":"prompt-nine-3","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2020\/06\/prompt-nine-3\/","title":{"rendered":"Prompt Nine"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>A lethargy of strange forced us to<br \/>\ntake refuge at our cottage that summer.<br \/>\nWe hoped that once we passed the treeline<br \/>\nwe would find safety; a reprieve<br \/>\nfrom the pandemic<br \/>\nthat rocked our world. <\/p>\n<p>The mask of fear we donned<br \/>\nfor months and months<br \/>\ncame off as optimism<br \/>\nprevailed. But the longer<br \/>\nwe were isolated in the<br \/>\nprotective forest; amidst<br \/>\ncedars, pines and fiddlehead ferns \u2013<\/p>\n<p>in the sounds of downy woodpeckers<br \/>\nknocking at our door, hoots from<br \/>\nthe boreal owl, and the piping of<br \/>\nbald eagles \u2013 the less we wanted<br \/>\nto return to civilization.<\/p>\n<p>Fairy lights we bought en route, made<br \/>\na firefly bottle we hung from two large trees<br \/>\nunder which we placed our wooden chairs,<br \/>\nmaking a comfortable reading nest<br \/>\nas August turned to September. With a<\/p>\n<p>resurgence on the verge, we stayed put, knowing<br \/>\nwinter would be hard. But our resolve was<br \/>\nharder still and we found life, renewed. In<br \/>\nthe forests of our temporary home, we made<br \/>\nour future \u2013 a future unplugged, unfettered,<br \/>\nour lungs full of mountain air <\/p>\n<p>and easy freedom.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>A lethargy of strange forced us to take refuge at our cottage that summer. We hoped that once we passed the treeline we would find safety; a reprieve from the pandemic that rocked our world. The mask of fear we donned for months and months&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1004,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-69696","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-half-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/69696","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\/1004"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=69696"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/69696\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":69735,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/69696\/revisions\/69735"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=69696"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=69696"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=69696"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}