{"id":8009,"date":"2015-06-13T12:18:53","date_gmt":"2015-06-13T16:18:53","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=8009"},"modified":"2015-06-13T12:18:53","modified_gmt":"2015-06-13T16:18:53","slug":"typhoon","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2015\/06\/typhoon\/","title":{"rendered":"Typhoon"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"font-family: 'Bookman Old Style','serif';font-size: 12pt\"><span style=\"color: #000000\">I still recall how loud the wind<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: 'Bookman Old Style','serif';font-size: 12pt\"><span style=\"color: #000000\">blew as it slew the wire<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: 'Bookman Old Style','serif';font-size: 12pt\"><span style=\"color: #000000\">screens around the terrace,<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: 'Bookman Old Style','serif';font-size: 12pt\"><span style=\"color: #000000\">how everything screamed<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: 'Bookman Old Style','serif';font-size: 12pt\"><span style=\"color: #000000\">and howled into my eyes wide<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: 'Bookman Old Style','serif';font-size: 12pt\"><span style=\"color: #000000\">open, unafraid<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: 'Bookman Old Style','serif';font-size: 12pt\"><span style=\"color: #000000\">\u00a0<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: 'Bookman Old Style','serif';font-size: 12pt\"><span style=\"color: #000000\">while they told me that the<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: 'Bookman Old Style','serif';font-size: 12pt\"><span style=\"color: #000000\">banging of the door, the same sound<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: 'Bookman Old Style','serif';font-size: 12pt\"><span style=\"color: #000000\">when the old ones were raving,<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: 'Bookman Old Style','serif';font-size: 12pt\"><span style=\"color: #000000\">was the dark bad man from behind<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: 'Bookman Old Style','serif';font-size: 12pt\"><span style=\"color: #000000\">the sacred tree, angry at our<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: 'Bookman Old Style','serif';font-size: 12pt\"><span style=\"color: #000000\">non-belief, our loud music,<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: 'Bookman Old Style','serif';font-size: 12pt\"><span style=\"color: #000000\">\u00a0<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: 'Bookman Old Style','serif';font-size: 12pt\"><span style=\"color: #000000\">our short skirts, our lack of fear.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: 'Bookman Old Style','serif';font-size: 12pt\"><span style=\"color: #000000\">It was easy to wonder why, even then,<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: 'Bookman Old Style','serif';font-size: 12pt\"><span style=\"color: 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