{"id":21,"date":"2022-01-06T23:42:44","date_gmt":"2022-01-06T23:42:44","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/?page_id=21"},"modified":"2022-01-09T16:13:59","modified_gmt":"2022-01-09T16:13:59","slug":"ollie-mcgee","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/spoon-river-anthology\/ollie-mcgee\/","title":{"rendered":"Ollie McGee"},"content":{"rendered":"<p class=\"noindent\">Have you seen walking through the village<br \/>\nA man with downcast eyes and haggard face?<br \/>\nThat is <a href=\"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/spoon-river-anthology\/fletcher-mcgee\/\">my husband<\/a> who, by secret cruelty<br \/>\nNever to be told, robbed me of my youth and my beauty;<br \/>\nTill at last, wrinkled and with yellow teeth,<br \/>\nAnd with broken pride and shameful humility,<br \/>\nI sank into the grave.<br \/>\nBut what think you gnaws at my husband\u2019s heart?<br \/>\nThe face of what I was, the face of what he made me!<br \/>\nThese are driving him to the place where I lie.<br \/>\nIn death, therefore, I am avenged.<a href=\"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/10\/2022\/01\/Pages-from-Spoon_River_Anthology-27.svg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone wp-image-13 size-medium\" role=\"img\" src=\"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/10\/2022\/01\/Pages-from-Spoon_River_Anthology-27.svg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"300\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/spoon-river-anthology\/hod-putt\/\">Previous: Hod Putt<\/a><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/spoon-river-anthology\/fletcher-mcgee\/\">Next: Fletcher McGee<\/a><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Have you seen walking through the village A man with downcast eyes and haggard face? That is my husband who, by secret cruelty Never to be told, robbed me of my youth and my beauty; Till at last, wrinkled and with yellow teeth, And with broken pride and shameful humility, I sank into the grave. [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":68,"menu_order":3,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[2],"tags":[155,35,154],"class_list":["post-21","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry","category-mcgee","tag-fletcher-mcgee","tag-marriage","tag-ollie-mcgee"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/21","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=21"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/21\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":856,"href":"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/21\/revisions\/856"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/68"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=21"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=21"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pvdpoetry.com\/spoonriveranthology\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=21"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}