{"id":72089,"date":"2020-06-27T22:36:41","date_gmt":"2020-06-28T02:36:41","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=72089"},"modified":"2020-06-27T22:36:59","modified_gmt":"2020-06-28T02:36:59","slug":"and-she-knows-me-still-prompt-15","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2020\/06\/and-she-knows-me-still-prompt-15\/","title":{"rendered":"And she knows me still (prompt 14)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I&#8217;ve head it&#8217;s important to know the lay of the land, how things work, where to go,<\/p>\n<p>and the arrangements of all that lies on the terrain.<\/p>\n<p>When you set out on a new journey, you want to know<\/p>\n<p>what the distant, foreign earth offers to a stranger,<\/p>\n<p>convenience stores, gas stations, rest stops, restaurants, hotels, visitor centers,<\/p>\n<p>and the habits of the people inhabiting the new land.<\/p>\n<p>In a forest, the land sprawls at will, its own patterns and logic.<\/p>\n<p>The denizens of the trees, owls, woodpeckers, aphids, and bark beetles,<\/p>\n<p>fauna of the forest floor, deer, slugs, frogs, salamanders, and hares,<\/p>\n<p>inhabitants beneath the soil, earthworms, moles, nematodes, mites and rotifers,<\/p>\n<p>they know how the land lies, but does the land know me?<\/p>\n<p>Mother earth swallows me just as she devours the sky; she harbors my scent,<\/p>\n<p>tastes my fear, sweats my nightly dread, sees the heart beating underneath,<\/p>\n<p>her brown arms&#8217; embrace taking me home, the cellular root, where we began.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I&#8217;ve head it&#8217;s important to know the lay of the land, how things work, where to go, and the arrangements of all that lies on the terrain. When you set out on a new journey, you want to know what the distant, foreign earth offers&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":196,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,441],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-72089","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem","category-poetry-prompt-responses"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/72089","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\/196"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=72089"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/72089\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":72319,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/72089\/revisions\/72319"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=72089"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=72089"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=72089"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}