{"id":9533,"date":"2015-06-15T16:27:30","date_gmt":"2015-06-15T20:27:30","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=9533"},"modified":"2015-07-21T20:37:15","modified_gmt":"2015-07-22T00:37:15","slug":"poem-7-i-was-late-for-motherhood","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2015\/06\/poem-7-i-was-late-for-motherhood\/","title":{"rendered":"poem #7 I was late for motherhood"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I was late for motherhood<br \/>\nthe appointment was in a neighbourhood<br \/>\nI didn\u2019t know \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0hidden behind billboards<br \/>\nand bare-limbed trees<br \/>\nfor years I drove the highways<br \/>\nbut the map given me at childhood<br \/>\nwas missing pieces<br \/>\nlike a puzzle where someone stole<br \/>\nall the blue edges<\/p>\n<p>I had to ask directions<br \/>\nthe doctor made me pass a test<br \/>\nI flunked the first time<br \/>\nlater he would help me study<br \/>\nprescribe me vitamins<br \/>\ntell me not to worry things would work<br \/>\nout<br \/>\nI tried to follow his car to where<br \/>\nI thought I should be<\/p>\n<p>you weren\u2019t certain you wanted to live<br \/>\nthere in that toy-strewn house<br \/>\nwhere the large windows first beckoned<br \/>\nat night I would dream of infants<br \/>\nand their tiny whispernames<br \/>\nin the darkness just before light broke<br \/>\nI would drive myself to where<br \/>\nthe babies might be<br \/>\nthat rendezvous I always meant to keep<\/p>\n<p>it would be years later<br \/>\nwhen two boys became men<br \/>\nthat I would remember<br \/>\nhow it felt to be unfinished<br \/>\nlacking<br \/>\nmissing those blue pieces<br \/>\nand realize<br \/>\nit was never about motherhood<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I was late for motherhood the appointment was in a neighbourhood I didn\u2019t know \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0hidden behind billboards and bare-limbed trees for years I drove the highways but the map given me at childhood was missing pieces like a puzzle where someone stole all&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":68,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-9533","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-half-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9533","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\/68"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=9533"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9533\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":15663,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9533\/revisions\/15663"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=9533"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=9533"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=9533"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}