{"id":315,"date":"2012-01-15T19:14:07","date_gmt":"2012-01-15T19:14:07","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/?p=315"},"modified":"2014-08-15T19:15:16","modified_gmt":"2014-08-15T19:15:16","slug":"sitting-in-the-mouth-of-the-cave-of-pan","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/sitting-in-the-mouth-of-the-cave-of-pan\/","title":{"rendered":"Sitting in the Mouth of the Cave of Pan"},"content":{"rendered":"<figure id=\"attachment_1944\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-1944\" style=\"width: 600px\" class=\"wp-caption alignnone\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-full wp-image-1944\" title=\"Cave_of_Pan\" src=\"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/11\/Cave_of_Pan.jpg\" alt=\"Looking out from the mouth of the Cave of Pan, while climbing the Acropolis in Athens, and looking down on the city below, I wrote this poem.\" width=\"600\" height=\"240\" \/><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-1944\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Looking out from the mouth of the Cave of Pan, while climbing the Acropolis in Athens, and looking down on the city below, I wrote this poem.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p>Sitting in the mouth of the Cave of Pan<br \/>\nWith Athens spread far below<br \/>\nIts easy to see the divinity of the place<br \/>\nTo the Athenians of long ago.<\/p>\n<p>And I, a mere tourist,<br \/>\nComing to photograph and to gawk<br \/>\nThought of myself as at home here<br \/>\nAs is in water a lump of chalk.<\/p>\n<p>Prehaps the Gods lived here all right<br \/>\nAs did the Godess An\u00fa in The Paps<br \/>\nWhat do they think looking down<br \/>\nOn us foolish Christian chaps?<\/p>\n<p>Prehaps this is Gods summerhouse<br \/>\nI thought to myself, on a whim<br \/>\nAnd to visit it in its ruined Glory<br \/>\nIs a Way to Worship Him. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Sitting in the mouth of the Cave of Pan With Athens spread far below Its easy to see the divinity of the place To the Athenians of long ago. And I, a mere tourist, Coming to photograph and to gawk Thought of myself as at home here As is in &#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[82,513],"tags":[514,517,2364,520,519,521,518],"class_list":["post-315","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-balkan-odyssey","category-greece","tag-athens","tag-cave-of-pan","tag-greece","tag-greek-gods","tag-poem-on-visiting-greece","tag-temples-to-greek-gods","tag-visiting-athens","column","twocol"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p7EI4f-55","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":666,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/temple-to-a-newer-god\/","url_meta":{"origin":315,"position":0},"title":"Temple to a Newer God","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"23rd September 2014","format":false,"excerpt":"Where once they worshipped Apollo Zeus, other Gods and Pan There now stands the Church to the Son of God Made flesh, and made man. 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