William Wordsworth wandered lonely as a cloud,<\/p>\n
as Dylan Thomas beseeched him to, \u201cDo not go gentle into that good night.\u201d<\/p>\n
Langston Hughes pondered to no one in particular, \u201cWhat happens to a dream<\/p>\n
deferred?\u201d<\/p>\n
In a heated debate all their own, J. Alfred Prufrock asked T.S. Eliot, \u201cDo I dare disturb<\/p>\n
the\u00a0universe?\u201d<\/p>\n
Maya Angelou interrupted and proclaimed, \u201cI know why the caged bird sings.\u201d<\/p>\n
Herman Melville, for some unknown reason, wanted us to call him Ishmael, while<\/p>\n
George Orwell swore the clocks were striking thirteen.<\/p>\n
Charles Dickens was beside himself for he couldn\u2019t make up his mind and kept<\/p>\n
muttering,\u00a0\u201cIt was the best of times; it was the worst of times.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sensing that the fate of the world rested on his shoulders, Ray Bradbury struck a<\/p>\n
match and lit\u00a0the\u00a0collection of old parchment he had gathered. As he watched the<\/p>\n
flames rise, he announced,\u00a0\u201cIt was a pleasure to burn the books.\u201d<\/p>\n
This didn\u2019t sit well with Jack London for he believed that only he knew how to build a<\/p>\n
fire.<\/p>\n
I stood with Rebecca, and the ashes blew towards us with the salt wind from the sea.<\/strong><\/p>\n Robert Frost, having had enough of all of us, called it an early night and took the road<\/p>\n not taken\u00a0home.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" William Wordsworth wandered lonely as a cloud, as Dylan Thomas beseeched him to, \u201cDo not go gentle into that good night.\u201d Langston Hughes pondered to no one in particular, \u201cWhat happens to a dream deferred?\u201d In a heated debate all their own, J. Alfred Prufrock…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1448,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-72595","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/72595","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\/1448"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=72595"}],"version-history":[{"count":9,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/72595\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":78187,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/72595\/revisions\/78187"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=72595"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=72595"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=72595"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}