{"id":88324,"date":"2021-06-26T10:10:22","date_gmt":"2021-06-26T14:10:22","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=88324"},"modified":"2021-06-26T10:10:53","modified_gmt":"2021-06-26T14:10:53","slug":"hour-2-before-the-dawn","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2021\/06\/hour-2-before-the-dawn\/","title":{"rendered":"Hour 2-Before the Dawn"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>The sun is not quite ready to come up<\/p>\n<p>The world is black<\/p>\n<p>I hear the ocean out my window<\/p>\n<p>I cannot see it<\/p>\n<p>I trust the sound<\/p>\n<p>It is soft, rolling, waning<\/p>\n<p>Not tumultuous<\/p>\n<p>Not violent<\/p>\n<p>Just lazy, constant<\/p>\n<p>The birds aren&#8217;t up yet<\/p>\n<p>Except the one lone rooster<\/p>\n<p>Somewhere<\/p>\n<p>Breaking the quiet<\/p>\n<p>The neighbors sleep<\/p>\n<p>My husband makes old man noises<\/p>\n<p>As he rustles about<\/p>\n<p>The cat forages for food<\/p>\n<p>His full bowl unsatisfactory<\/p>\n<p>I type lonely words onto a blank screen<\/p>\n<p>The joy of unseen things<\/p>\n<p>And poetry<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The sun is not quite ready to come up The world is black I hear the ocean out my window I cannot see it I trust the sound It is soft, rolling, waning Not tumultuous Not violent Just lazy, constant The birds aren&#8217;t up yet&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":31,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-88324","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/88324","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\/31"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=88324"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/88324\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":88469,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/88324\/revisions\/88469"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=88324"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=88324"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=88324"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}