{"id":3037,"date":"2007-03-27T06:59:18","date_gmt":"2007-03-27T10:59:18","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/scruss.com\/blog\/2007\/03\/27\/a-poem-ive-been-trying-to-memorize-for-years\/"},"modified":"2007-03-27T07:00:18","modified_gmt":"2007-03-27T11:00:18","slug":"a-poem-ive-been-trying-to-memorize-for-years","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/scruss.com\/blog\/2007\/03\/27\/a-poem-ive-been-trying-to-memorize-for-years\/","title":{"rendered":"a poem I&#8217;ve been trying to memorize for years"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>When tiger-men sat their mercurial coursers,<br \/>\nHauled into shuddering arches the proud fibre<br \/>\nOf head and throat, sank spurs, and trod on air\u00e2\u20ac\u201d<br \/>\n&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;I was not there. \u00e2\u20ac\u00a6<\/p>\n<p>When clamorous centaurs thundered to the rain-pools,<br \/>\nShattered with their fierce hooves the silent mirrors,<br \/>\nWhen glittering drops clung to their beards and hair\u00e2\u20ac\u201d<br \/>\n&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;I was not there. \u00e2\u20ac\u00a6<\/p>\n<p>When through a blood-dark dawn a man with antlers<br \/>\nCried, and throughout the day the echoes suffered<br \/>\nHis agony and died in evening air\u00e2\u20ac\u201d<br \/>\n&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;I was not there. \u00e2\u20ac\u00a6<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;\u00e2\u20ac\u201d <em>Mervyn Peake<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>When tiger-men sat their mercurial coursers, Hauled into shuddering arches the proud fibre Of head and throat, sank spurs, and trod on air\u00e2\u20ac\u201d &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;I was not there. \u00e2\u20ac\u00a6 When clamorous centaurs thundered to the rain-pools, Shattered with their fierce hooves the silent mirrors, When glittering drops clung to their beards and hair\u00e2\u20ac\u201d &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;I was not [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_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":[17],"tags":[280,226],"class_list":["post-3037","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-books","tag-peake","tag-poem"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/pQNZZ-MZ","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/scruss.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3037","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/scruss.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/scruss.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/scruss.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/scruss.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3037"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/scruss.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3037\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/scruss.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3037"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/scruss.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3037"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/scruss.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3037"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}