{"id":70419,"date":"2020-06-27T21:05:00","date_gmt":"2020-06-28T01:05:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=70419"},"modified":"2020-06-27T21:05:00","modified_gmt":"2020-06-28T01:05:00","slug":"hour-11-prompt-11-new-york","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2020\/06\/hour-11-prompt-11-new-york\/","title":{"rendered":"Hour 11; Prompt 11: New York"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>The air is thick with sound<br \/>\nHorns of cabs fighting over fairs<br \/>\nBuskers at the corners, plying their talent in trade<br \/>\nFor a fiver or two<br \/>\nThe street is warm from the days sun, and the rub of feet<br \/>\nMoving almost in unison toward one place or other<\/p>\n<p>Even as I walk with and against the crowd of faces<br \/>\nI feel at ease, as I sway with the circulation of air mixed with all the pollution<br \/>\nNew York City has to offer<br \/>\nI am seaweed<br \/>\nAnd the ocean of the Big Apple<br \/>\nHas me at its mercy<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The air is thick with sound Horns of cabs fighting over fairs Buskers at the corners, plying their talent in trade For a fiver or two The street is warm from the days sun, and the rub of feet Moving almost in unison toward one&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":228,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,1136],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-70419","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem","category-official-marathon-prompts"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/70419","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\/228"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=70419"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/70419\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":71516,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/70419\/revisions\/71516"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=70419"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=70419"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=70419"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}