{"id":94500,"date":"2021-06-26T17:23:30","date_gmt":"2021-06-26T21:23:30","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=94500"},"modified":"2021-06-26T17:23:30","modified_gmt":"2021-06-26T21:23:30","slug":"hour-9-the-old-library-of-my-childhood","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2021\/06\/hour-9-the-old-library-of-my-childhood\/","title":{"rendered":"Hour 9: The Old Library of my Childhood"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>It was an old building<br \/>\nWith at least a hundred steps!<br \/>\n(Or so it seemed to the me who was six)<br \/>\nThe steps gave way to a small hall<br \/>\nWith passages on either side<br \/>\nOne, to the contemporary, newer world<br \/>\nAnother, leading to the old, ancient ones.<\/p>\n<p>I, of course, went for the second one!<br \/>\nThat&#8217;s where the smell of books was the strongest<br \/>\nThat&#8217;s where the stories of the old books<br \/>\nWaited, for me, for anyone really<br \/>\nWho was willing to listen<br \/>\nThe words were too tough for me then<br \/>\nBut I loved it all nonetheless.<\/p>\n<p>Everything from the feel of old, wrinkly pages<br \/>\nTo reading the names of people<br \/>\nWho looked at these same words before me<br \/>\nAnd I hoped I will be someday<br \/>\nA part of them, for others to see<br \/>\nWho will come here one day in this room<br \/>\nWhere the smell of books was the strongest.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>It was an old building With at least a hundred steps! (Or so it seemed to the me who was six) The steps gave way to a small hall With passages on either side One, to the contemporary, newer world Another, leading to the old,&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":843,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-94500","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/94500","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\/843"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=94500"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/94500\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":94645,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/94500\/revisions\/94645"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=94500"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=94500"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=94500"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}