{"id":303,"date":"2021-06-28T02:43:04","date_gmt":"2021-06-28T02:43:04","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/?p=303"},"modified":"2021-06-28T02:46:33","modified_gmt":"2021-06-28T02:46:33","slug":"pretty-sunsets-though","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/pretty-sunsets-though\/","title":{"rendered":"Pretty Sunsets, Though"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I kind of thought this lake <br>would be my Walden<br>but I\u2019m not cut out <br>for the tonic of wilderness<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">(And the truth is this&nbsp;<br>closest thing to wild<br>still has WiFi,<br>albeit weak)<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">This week<br>was supposed to be the disconnect&nbsp;<br>I needed to come back&nbsp;<br>refreshed&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">But unless&nbsp;<br>this water&nbsp;<br>can wash away&nbsp;<br>sixteen months of trepidation<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I\u2019ll return&nbsp;<br>to the same life<br>of quiet<br>desperation<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Bay Writes Poetry<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":241,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-303","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/303","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=303"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/303\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":306,"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/303\/revisions\/306"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/241"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=303"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=303"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=303"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}