{"id":450,"date":"2022-09-04T02:16:00","date_gmt":"2022-09-04T02:16:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/?p=450"},"modified":"2022-09-07T02:16:49","modified_gmt":"2022-09-07T02:16:49","slug":"945-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/945-2\/","title":{"rendered":"9:45"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">The sky<br>is a specific shade of indigo<br>and the trees<br>still have their leaves<br>and there is just<br>enough light<br>at 9 p.m.<br>to drag my hammock<br>out into the<br>chilly Sunday quiet<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">And I\u2019m listening<br>to The National<br>and I know that<br>you\u2019d be laughing and<br>telling me I\u2019m<br>salting the wound<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">But when the wound<br>hasn\u2019t healed<br>in all these years<br>and the salt<br>is still pouring<br>from all these tears<br>it\u2019s hard<br>not to<br>just rub it in<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">So I\u2019ll stay waiting<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The skyis a specific shade of indigoand the treesstill have their leavesand there is justenough lightat 9 p.m.to drag my hammockout into thechilly Sunday quiet And I\u2019m listeningto The Nationaland I know thatyou\u2019d be laughing andtelling me I\u2019msalting the wound But when the woundhasn\u2019t healedin all these yearsand the saltis still pouringfrom all these tearsit\u2019s [&hellip;]<\/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-450","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\/450","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=450"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/450\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":451,"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/450\/revisions\/451"}],"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=450"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=450"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=450"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}