{"id":695,"date":"2013-07-15T08:00:55","date_gmt":"2013-07-15T15:00:55","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/?p=695"},"modified":"2013-07-15T14:10:58","modified_gmt":"2013-07-15T21:10:58","slug":"the-heros-apprentice-by-alexandra-seidel","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/?p=695","title":{"rendered":"The Hero&#8217;s Apprentice by Alexandra Seidel"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/07\/Sir_Galahad_Watts.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-698 alignright\" alt=\"Sir_Galahad_(Watts)\" src=\"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/07\/Sir_Galahad_Watts-147x300.jpg\" width=\"147\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/07\/Sir_Galahad_Watts-147x300.jpg 147w, http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/07\/Sir_Galahad_Watts.jpg 336w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 147px) 100vw, 147px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>My hero feels the putrid wind<br \/>\non battle-torn fields<br \/>\ntreads safely<br \/>\nbetween severed limbs and moist-slick blades<br \/>\nand the bodies of the fallen<\/p>\n<p>My hero bathes in roses afterwards<br \/>\nand can less be held by any one woman<br \/>\nthan the earth can hold the West Wind to her bosom<\/p>\n<p>Royals feed from the sweet-sour embroidery<br \/>\nthat garbs my hero&#8217;s tongue<br \/>\nthey put the prizes he won<br \/>\nin the shadow of their own thrones<br \/>\nand they think that their lineage<br \/>\ncan make his sword sleep<br \/>\nlike a child in a cradle<\/p>\n<p>My hero taught me<br \/>\nto read the flight of arrows<br \/>\nand how to kill my enemies<br \/>\nbefore they ever see my sword<\/p>\n<p>My hero told me to hide my breasts beneath armor<br \/>\nand cut my long hair short<br \/>\nand make my voice sound darker than it is<\/p>\n<p>He told me to forget the man my father was<br \/>\nbefore the armies came<br \/>\nand brought their wars<br \/>\nand took our lives away<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>My hero feels the putrid wind on battle-torn fields treads safely between severed limbs and moist-slick blades and the bodies of the fallen My hero bathes in roses afterwards and can less be held by any one woman than the earth can hold the West Wind to her bosom Royals feed from the sweet-sour embroidery [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[17],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-695","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/695","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=695"}],"version-history":[{"count":6,"href":"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/695\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":697,"href":"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/695\/revisions\/697"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=695"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=695"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=695"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}