{"id":91,"date":"2011-04-12T17:42:03","date_gmt":"2011-04-12T17:42:03","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/localhost:8080\/wordpress\/?p=91"},"modified":"2015-05-17T01:30:49","modified_gmt":"2015-05-17T01:30:49","slug":"the-undefeated","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/the-undefeated\/","title":{"rendered":"The Undefeated"},"content":{"rendered":"<audio class=\"wp-audio-shortcode\" id=\"audio-91-1\" preload=\"none\" style=\"width: 100%;\" controls=\"controls\"><source type=\"audio\/mpeg\" src=\"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-content\/audio\/TheUndefeatedVx3.mp3?_=1\" \/><a href=\"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-content\/audio\/TheUndefeatedVx3.mp3\">https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-content\/audio\/TheUndefeatedVx3.mp3<\/a><\/audio>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI\u2019ll be damned if I\u2019ll wait<br \/>\nAny longer,\u201d the old man said,<br \/>\nand went down to his boat,<br \/>\nand rowed out to the deep,<br \/>\nand cast his line beyond the stern.<br \/>\nHe wouldn\u2019t wait for Tommy Smythe to come.<br \/>\nHe needed no strength of any of us, that man.<br \/>\nAlone on the sea, alone with the scream<br \/>\nof gulls following up the Sound,<br \/>\nthat man would row and row.<br \/>\nHe knew the ways of the fish, he knew<br \/>\nthe slant of their drift. \u201cUnder this wave,\u201d<br \/>\nhe would say, \u201cI caught the big one.\u201d<br \/>\nHe knew where the rivers go<br \/>\nwhen they leave the land.<br \/>\n\u201cThe fish like to keep to their streams,\u201d he said.<br \/>\nThen the wind blew him away for good.<br \/>\nWe waited, not speaking of him,<br \/>\nNor the gulls on the sand.<br \/>\nAnd every evening Tommy Smythe<br \/>\nWent down to the float to smoke his \u201cfill,\u201d<br \/>\nThe waves lifting him up and letting him down.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-content\/audio\/TheUndefeatedVx3.mp3 &nbsp; \u201cI\u2019ll be damned if I\u2019ll wait Any longer,\u201d the old man said, and went down to his boat, and rowed out to the deep, and cast his line beyond the stern. He wouldn\u2019t wait for Tommy Smythe to come. He needed no strength of any of us, that man. Alone on the sea, [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":"","_links_to":"","_links_to_target":""},"categories":[12],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-91","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-loss"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/91","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/5"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=91"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/91\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1878,"href":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/91\/revisions\/1878"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=91"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=91"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=91"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}