{"id":184,"date":"2014-01-03T01:13:07","date_gmt":"2014-01-03T01:13:07","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/sundayscars.wordpress.com\/?p=184"},"modified":"2014-01-03T01:13:07","modified_gmt":"2014-01-03T01:13:07","slug":"stretching-days","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writehanded.org\/poetry\/2014\/01\/03\/stretching-days\/","title":{"rendered":"Stretching Days"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Sometimes I go for a walk<br \/>\nin the afternoons, when the rain is still<br \/>\ndripping from branches and letterboxes<br \/>\nand the clouds on the hills look empty<\/p>\n<p>While I wander, I imagine<br \/>\nthe friends I don\u2019t know anymore<br \/>\nwalking on parallel streets<br \/>\nin the same direction <\/p>\n<p>Chins up,<br \/>\nfeet light,<br \/>\nsure steps<br \/>\nunused umbrellas swinging<\/p>\n<p>Maybe we\u2019re all<br \/>\nlooking forward, maybe they<br \/>\ndon\u2019t know<br \/>\nThat I\u2019m watching the trees<br \/>\nbend over the path with the weight of the water<br \/>\nand pocketing the leaves<\/p>\n<p>If they turn the right corner<br \/>\nand so do I<br \/>\nWe might spot each other<\/p>\n<p>At the moment of meeting<br \/>\nI will stand and wait<br \/>\nto see if they cross the street. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Sometimes I go for a walk in the afternoons, when the rain is still dripping from branches and letterboxes and the clouds on the hills look empty While I wander, <a class=\"more-link\" href=\"https:\/\/writehanded.org\/poetry\/2014\/01\/03\/stretching-days\/\">Continue Reading &rarr;<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[5],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/writehanded.org\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/184"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/writehanded.org\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/writehanded.org\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/writehanded.org\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/writehanded.org\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=184"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/writehanded.org\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/184\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/writehanded.org\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=184"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/writehanded.org\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=184"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/writehanded.org\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=184"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}