{"id":2078,"date":"2019-04-04T23:31:53","date_gmt":"2019-04-05T03:31:53","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/thewonderchildblog.com\/?p=2078"},"modified":"2019-04-04T23:48:35","modified_gmt":"2019-04-05T03:48:35","slug":"no-matter-what-by-jennifer-angelina-petro","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/thewonderchildblog.com\/?p=2078","title":{"rendered":"No Matter What, by Jennifer Angelina Petro"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>No Matter What<\/p>\n<p>By<\/p>\n<p>Jennifer Angelina Petro<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>At some point or another<\/p>\n<p>One of these poems will be my last.<\/p>\n<p>Whichever season it lands in<\/p>\n<p>Holds a key, or, better said\u2014<\/p>\n<p>A gesture as to how it will unfold<\/p>\n<p>Into your life.\u00a0 No matter what<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Wind will be blowing outside,<\/p>\n<p>Roots will expand and contract,<\/p>\n<p>Night will come, and the moon will be phasing<\/p>\n<p>Behind the clouds, and blue screen lights<\/p>\n<p>Will dim under your hands,<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>And floor boards will creak beneath<\/p>\n<p>Your feet as you step into another room\u2014<\/p>\n<p>Thinking: What was being said between the lines?<\/p>\n<p>Where does it all lead anyway?<\/p>\n<p>Will we meet there? What will she look like?<\/p>\n<p>Will there be a river and cherry blossoms?<\/p>\n<p>Will there be angels, and, if so,<\/p>\n<p>Will they be silent or singing?<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/thewonderchildblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/04\/me-hi.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-2081 aligncenter\" src=\"http:\/\/thewonderchildblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/04\/me-hi-225x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"225\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"http:\/\/thewonderchildblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/04\/me-hi-225x300.jpg 225w, http:\/\/thewonderchildblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/04\/me-hi.jpg 720w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 225px) 100vw, 225px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>No Matter What By Jennifer Angelina Petro &nbsp; &nbsp; At some point or another One of these poems will be my last. Whichever season it lands in Holds a key, or, better said\u2014 A gesture as to how it will unfold Into your life.\u00a0 No matter what &nbsp; Wind will be blowing outside, Roots will [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[12],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/thewonderchildblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2078"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/thewonderchildblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/thewonderchildblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/thewonderchildblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/thewonderchildblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=2078"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"http:\/\/thewonderchildblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2078\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2083,"href":"http:\/\/thewonderchildblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2078\/revisions\/2083"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/thewonderchildblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=2078"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/thewonderchildblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=2078"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/thewonderchildblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=2078"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}