{"id":75716,"date":"2020-06-28T06:48:02","date_gmt":"2020-06-28T10:48:02","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=75716"},"modified":"2020-07-01T19:35:51","modified_gmt":"2020-07-01T23:35:51","slug":"the-great-american-nothing","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2020\/06\/the-great-american-nothing\/","title":{"rendered":"The Great American Nothing"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-75728\" src=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/20200628_054713-300x217.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"217\" srcset=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/20200628_054713-300x217.jpg 300w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/20200628_054713-1024x741.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/20200628_054713-768x556.jpg 768w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/20200628_054713-1536x1111.jpg 1536w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/20200628_054713-2048x1481.jpg 2048w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><br \/>\nFrom the feeder corn that made this all possible<br \/>\nThe crops worth much less than the land<br \/>\nThe beating heart of the nation<br \/>\npumping syrup<br \/>\nthrough the veins of the tribes<br \/>\nOut of many one- you die with no heart<br \/>\nBut life&#8217;s hard when you don&#8217;t got a brain.<br \/>\nStill, having no mind is a boon to your courage.<\/p>\n<div id=\"m#msg-a:r6394415837777649960\" class=\"mail-message expanded\">\n<div class=\"mail-message-content collapsible zoom-normal mail-show-images \">\n<div class=\"clear\">\n<div dir=\"auto\">\n<div dir=\"auto\"><\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\"><\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">My wheel bearing knocks as I steer my creaky ship home to my island of steel<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"mail-message-footer spacer collapsible\"><\/div>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>From the feeder corn that made this all possible The crops worth much less than the land The beating heart of the nation pumping syrup through the veins of the tribes Out of many one- you die with no heart But life&#8217;s hard when you&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1259,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-75716","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/75716","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\/1259"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=75716"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/75716\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":77915,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/75716\/revisions\/77915"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=75716"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=75716"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=75716"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}