{"id":73747,"date":"2020-06-28T02:07:06","date_gmt":"2020-06-28T06:07:06","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=73747"},"modified":"2020-06-28T02:07:06","modified_gmt":"2020-06-28T06:07:06","slug":"poem-18-8","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2020\/06\/poem-18-8\/","title":{"rendered":"Poem 18"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>A man came up to speak.<br \/>\nNo shirt.  Some paint across his face.<\/p>\n<p>The moom shone down and stuck in hos shiny hair.  Hair down his back.<\/p>\n<p>He spoke a whisper to the man.<\/p>\n<p>The man whispered back.  A child made small.<\/p>\n<p>Once in Colorado I foumd a body laying there.  I took that body here so I might understand its life before it is set to the ground.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Do you now understand&#8221;<br \/>\nThe stranger wants to know.<\/p>\n<p>The man assents.<\/p>\n<p>Then come with me.  Across these hidden paths.  I know a sacred place to go.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>A man came up to speak. No shirt. Some paint across his face. The moom shone down and stuck in hos shiny hair. Hair down his back. He spoke a whisper to the man. The man whispered back. A child made small. Once in Colorado&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1392,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-73747","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/73747","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\/1392"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=73747"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/73747\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":73813,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/73747\/revisions\/73813"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=73747"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=73747"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=73747"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}