{"id":94351,"date":"2021-06-26T17:08:55","date_gmt":"2021-06-26T21:08:55","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=94351"},"modified":"2021-06-28T22:02:20","modified_gmt":"2021-06-29T02:02:20","slug":"step-back","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2021\/06\/step-back\/","title":{"rendered":"STEP BACK"},"content":{"rendered":"

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STEP BACK\u00a0 (DRACULA) \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 (hour 8)<\/p>\n

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How could Jonathan have been so obtuse?<\/p>\n

A newby British bank clerk, sure; early 20th<\/sup> century,<\/p>\n

yes!\u00a0 But so naive as to travel to far-fetched Romania?<\/p>\n

First by train, then overnight horse-and-four<\/p>\n

driven by a man who commanded red-eyed wolves \u2013<\/p>\n

all to get some unaging stranger to sign<\/p>\n

property deeds in London?\u00a0 Seriously,<\/p>\n

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bite me!\u00a0 Why didn’t he turn back<\/p>\n

when natives cursed and\/or bestowed<\/p>\n

on him garlic wreaths and clunky metal crosses?<\/p>\n

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Ah, well, you know the rest: boy meets<\/p>\n

vampire, suppresses homoerotic longings<\/p>\n

all while protecting his chaste finance who<\/p>\n

lusts after the Count (she’s been bitten,<\/p>\n

of course, trying to uncover the mystery<\/p>\n

of \u00a0her BFF turned blood-sucking Bloofer Lady).<\/p>\n

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And you know what follows, step by step:<\/p>\n

boy and friends uncover conspiracy<\/p>\n

to sap ye old merry homeland of its young<\/p>\n

and new blood. \u00a0Stake driven through heart,<\/p>\n

corpses burned or shot.\u00a0 Girl and country saved.<\/p>\n

Case closed.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

  STEP BACK\u00a0 (DRACULA) \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 (hour 8)   How could Jonathan have been so obtuse? A newby British bank clerk, sure; early 20th century, yes!\u00a0 But so naive as to travel to far-fetched Romania? First by train, then overnight horse-and-four driven by a man who…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":768,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-94351","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-half-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/94351","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\/768"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=94351"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/94351\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":95611,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/94351\/revisions\/95611"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=94351"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=94351"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=94351"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}