{"id":2451,"date":"2012-05-31T17:19:19","date_gmt":"2012-06-01T00:19:19","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.tgdarkly.com\/blog\/?p=2451"},"modified":"2012-05-31T17:19:19","modified_gmt":"2012-06-01T00:19:19","slug":"poem-playground-basketball-durham","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/davidopderbeck.com\/tgdarkly\/2012\/05\/31\/poem-playground-basketball-durham\/","title":{"rendered":"Poem:  Playground Basketball, Durham"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>Playground Basketball, Durham<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Black arms unfold<br \/>\nsinews taught with glistening skin.<br \/>\nThe man strains for the globe, draws breath<br \/>\nand flies.<\/p>\n<p>The woman, waiting to be seen<br \/>\nin painted jeans and gold-braid hair,<br \/>\nShe is a queen, a mighty queen.<br \/>\nThis is her court,<br \/>\nsomeday she&#8217;ll judge the Seraphim.<\/p>\n<p>But today the Angels&#8217; flaming swords and unfurled wings<br \/>\nflash above the rim of Earth;<br \/>\nthe man falls to the ground, and dies<br \/>\nthe woman feels the pain of birth.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Playground Basketball, Durham Black arms unfold sinews taught with glistening skin. The man strains for the globe, draws breath and flies. The woman, waiting to be seen in painted jeans and gold-braid hair, She is a queen, a mighty queen. This is her court, someday she&#8217;ll judge the Seraphim. But today the Angels&#8217; flaming swords [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[30,4],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2451","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry","category-spirituality"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p824rZ-Dx","jetpack-related-posts":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/davidopderbeck.com\/tgdarkly\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2451","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/davidopderbeck.com\/tgdarkly\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/davidopderbeck.com\/tgdarkly\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/davidopderbeck.com\/tgdarkly\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/davidopderbeck.com\/tgdarkly\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2451"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/davidopderbeck.com\/tgdarkly\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2451\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/davidopderbeck.com\/tgdarkly\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2451"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/davidopderbeck.com\/tgdarkly\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2451"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/davidopderbeck.com\/tgdarkly\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2451"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}