{"id":91007,"date":"2021-06-26T13:23:38","date_gmt":"2021-06-26T17:23:38","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=91007"},"modified":"2021-06-26T13:23:38","modified_gmt":"2021-06-26T17:23:38","slug":"hour-five-2021-two-combined-complementing-each-other","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2021\/06\/hour-five-2021-two-combined-complementing-each-other\/","title":{"rendered":"Hour Five, 2021: Two Combined \/ Complementing Each Other"},"content":{"rendered":"<div class=\"dt-archive-post-content\">\n<p><strong>Text Prompt<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>You find a time capsule buried in the backyard of your new home (or anywhere else, depends on you). What\u2019s in it? How old is it or its probable story is up to the poet.<\/p>\n<p><em>Contributed by Bhasha Dwivedi.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><strong>Image Prompt<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone  wp-image-86173\" src=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/olena-sergienko-VUctfL2pN0Y-unsplash-scaled.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"400\" height=\"600\" srcset=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/olena-sergienko-VUctfL2pN0Y-unsplash-scaled.jpg 1707w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/olena-sergienko-VUctfL2pN0Y-unsplash-200x300.jpg 200w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/olena-sergienko-VUctfL2pN0Y-unsplash-683x1024.jpg 683w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/olena-sergienko-VUctfL2pN0Y-unsplash-768x1152.jpg 768w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/olena-sergienko-VUctfL2pN0Y-unsplash-1024x1536.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/olena-sergienko-VUctfL2pN0Y-unsplash-1366x2048.jpg 1366w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 400px) 100vw, 400px\" \/><\/p>\n<\/div>\n<pre>Three bottles from 1921 had been waiting patiently. \r\nOne bottle had held home brews of tawny dandelion wine, \r\nelderberry syrup in deepest plum hues, &amp; nothing but sweet tea.\r\nThis bottle passed from home to home in gifts and medicines.\r\nSmaller but with a grand flare for style, the next bottle\r\nhad held perfumes of distant peonies, lavendar, jasper, iris, &amp; gardenia. \r\nRomance and mystery created the dreams of many who'd savored these. \r\nStout and practical, the final bottle had homemade brews of\r\ntheir farms' many grains ground fine in the long workdays, \r\nsipped and swigged well into long nights of stories and songs. \r\nOne hundred years ago\r\nthe small community that stood on this spot \r\nmarking the heart of my home before a big city took over\r\nplaced three unassuming brown bottles\r\nempty of libations but filled with experiences of those before me. \r\n\r\n<\/pre>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Text Prompt You find a time capsule buried in the backyard of your new home (or anywhere else, depends on you). What\u2019s in it? How old is it or its probable story is up to the poet. Contributed by Bhasha Dwivedi. Image Prompt Three bottles&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1019,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-91007","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/91007","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\/1019"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=91007"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/91007\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":91331,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/91007\/revisions\/91331"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=91007"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=91007"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=91007"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}