{"id":21,"date":"2009-01-01T23:04:00","date_gmt":"2009-01-02T06:04:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/poemsaboutonionbagels.com\/?p=21"},"modified":"2009-09-29T13:04:49","modified_gmt":"2009-09-29T20:04:49","slug":"dawn","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/poemsaboutonionbagels.com\/?p=21","title":{"rendered":"dawn"},"content":{"rendered":"<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">they say the fishermen<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">always see it first<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">they certainly did this year<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\"><br \/>\n<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">through the morning mist<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">how it shivers and smacks!<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">a warmness<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\"><span style=\"color: #ffffff;\">__<\/span>hairs arising<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">a brightness<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\"><span style=\"color: #ffffff;\"><span style=\"white-space: pre;\">__<\/span><\/span>eyelids squinting<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\"><br \/>\n<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">unkempt nails lose grip of coarse nets<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">gnarled toothpicks fall fast from slack lips<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\"><br \/>\n<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">a vision<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">what a vision!<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">soaring up above the sea<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\"><br \/>\n<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">now cresting<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">ascending<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">now filling the sky<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\"><br \/>\n<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">the onion bagel sun fills the men with wonder<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">fills their nets with game<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">and fills the world with an unrelenting hope<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">that last year<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">never knew<img loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/blogger.googleusercontent.com\/tracker\/300317138275289474-1851287809802151495?l=poemsaboutonionbagels.blogspot.com\" alt=\"\" width=\"1\" height=\"1\" \/><\/span><\/address>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>they say the fishermen always see it first they certainly did this year through the morning mist how it shivers and smacks! a warmness __hairs arising a brightness __eyelids squinting unkempt nails lose grip of coarse nets gnarled toothpicks fall fast from slack lips a vision what a vision! soaring up above the sea now [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[1],"tags":[100,99,16],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/poemsaboutonionbagels.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/21"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/poemsaboutonionbagels.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/poemsaboutonionbagels.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/poemsaboutonionbagels.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/poemsaboutonionbagels.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=21"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/poemsaboutonionbagels.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/21\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":909,"href":"https:\/\/poemsaboutonionbagels.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/21\/revisions\/909"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/poemsaboutonionbagels.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=21"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/poemsaboutonionbagels.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=21"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/poemsaboutonionbagels.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=21"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}