{"id":84,"date":"2019-11-21T10:15:00","date_gmt":"2019-11-21T10:15:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/2019\/11\/21\/a-poem-for-thursday-58\/"},"modified":"2020-10-26T21:01:28","modified_gmt":"2020-10-26T21:01:28","slug":"a-poem-for-thursday-58","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/2019\/11\/21\/a-poem-for-thursday-58\/","title":{"rendered":"A Poem for a Thursday #58"},"content":{"rendered":"<table class=\"tr-caption-container\" style=\"margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;\" cellspacing=\"0\" cellpadding=\"0\" align=\"center\">\n<tbody>\n<tr>\n<td style=\"text-align: center;\"><a style=\"margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;\" href=\"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/11\/denis-chick-mHqIs22M2Kw-unsplash-1024x680.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter\" src=\"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/11\/denis-chick-mHqIs22M2Kw-unsplash-1024x680.jpg\" width=\"640\" height=\"424\" border=\"0\" data-original-height=\"1063\" data-original-width=\"1600\" \/><\/a><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<td class=\"tr-caption\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"background-color: whitesmoke; color: #111111; font-family: , 'blinkmacsystemfont' , 'san francisco' , 'helvetica neue' , 'helvetica' , 'ubuntu' , 'roboto' , 'noto' , 'segoe ui' , 'arial' , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; white-space: nowrap;\">Photo by\u00a0<\/span><a style=\"background-color: whitesmoke; box-sizing: border-box; color: #767676; font-family: -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, 'San Francisco', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Ubuntu, Roboto, Noto, 'Segoe UI', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; text-align: start; text-decoration-skip-ink: auto; transition: color 0.1s ease-in-out 0s, opacity 0.1s ease-in-out 0s; white-space: nowrap;\" href=\"https:\/\/unsplash.com\/@drc1948?utm_source=unsplash&amp;utm_medium=referral&amp;utm_content=creditCopyText\">Denis Chick<\/a><span style=\"background-color: whitesmoke; color: #111111; font-family: , 'blinkmacsystemfont' , 'san francisco' , 'helvetica neue' , 'helvetica' , 'ubuntu' , 'roboto' , 'noto' , 'segoe ui' , 'arial' , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; white-space: nowrap;\">\u00a0on\u00a0<\/span><a style=\"background-color: whitesmoke; box-sizing: border-box; color: #767676; font-family: -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, 'San Francisco', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Ubuntu, Roboto, Noto, 'Segoe UI', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; text-align: start; text-decoration-skip-ink: auto; transition: color 0.1s ease-in-out 0s, opacity 0.1s ease-in-out 0s; white-space: nowrap;\" href=\"https:\/\/unsplash.com\/s\/photos\/train?utm_source=unsplash&amp;utm_medium=referral&amp;utm_content=creditCopyText\">Unsplash<\/a><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n<p>Do you have the urge to travel? Do you want to escape from everyday life and have new adventures? Then you will relate to this poem by Edna St. Vincent Millay.<\/p>\n<p><i>The railroad track is miles away,<\/i><br \/>\n<i>\u00a0 \u00a0And the day is loud with voices speaking,<\/i><br \/>\n<i>Yet there isn&#8217;t a train goes by all day<\/i><br \/>\n<i>\u00a0 \u00a0But I hear its whistle shrieking.<\/i><br \/>\n<i><br \/>\n<\/i><br \/>\n<i>All night there isn&#8217;t a train goes by,<\/i><br \/>\n<i>\u00a0 \u00a0Though the night is still for sleep and dreaming,<\/i><br \/>\n<i>But I see its cinders red on the sky,<\/i><br \/>\n<i>\u00a0 \u00a0And hear its engine steaming.<\/i><br \/>\n<i><br \/>\n<\/i><br \/>\n<i>My heart is warm with the friends I make,<\/i><br \/>\n<i>\u00a0 \u00a0And better friends I&#8217;ll not be knowing;<\/i><br \/>\n<i>Yet there isn&#8217;t a train I wouldn&#8217;t take,<\/i><br \/>\n<i>\u00a0 \u00a0No matter where it&#8217;s going.<\/i><br \/>\n<i><br \/>\n<\/i><br \/>\n<i>Travel<\/i><br \/>\nEdna St. Vincent Millay<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/bronasbooks.blogspot.com\/2019\/11\/a-poem-for-thursday-by-melissa.html\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">Brona<\/a> shared a poem this week as well.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Photo by\u00a0Denis Chick\u00a0on\u00a0Unsplash Do you have the urge to travel? Do you want to escape from everyday life and have new adventures? Then you will relate to this poem by Edna St. Vincent Millay. The railroad track is miles away, \u00a0 \u00a0And the day is loud with voices speaking, Yet there isn&#8217;t a train goes by all day \u00a0 \u00a0But I hear its whistle shrieking. All night there isn&#8217;t a train goes by, \u00a0 \u00a0Though the night is still for sleep and dreaming, But I see its cinders red on the sky, \u00a0 \u00a0And hear its engine steaming. My heart is warm with the friends I make, \u00a0 \u00a0And better friends I&#8217;ll not be knowing; Yet there isn&#8217;t a train I wouldn&#8217;t take, \u00a0 \u00a0No matter where it&#8217;s going. Travel Edna St. Vincent Millay Brona shared a poem this week as well.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":1765,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"_uf_show_specific_survey":0,"_uf_disable_surveys":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[2],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-84","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-poem-for-a-thursday"],"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/84","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=84"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/84\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2543,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/84\/revisions\/2543"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/1765"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=84"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=84"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=84"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}