{"id":1007,"date":"2011-08-23T22:21:23","date_gmt":"2011-08-23T22:21:23","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/?p=1007"},"modified":"2015-05-17T01:06:42","modified_gmt":"2015-05-17T01:06:42","slug":"the-declaration","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/the-declaration\/","title":{"rendered":"The Declaration"},"content":{"rendered":"<audio class=\"wp-audio-shortcode\" id=\"audio-1007-1\" preload=\"none\" style=\"width: 100%;\" controls=\"controls\"><source type=\"audio\/mpeg\" src=\"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-content\/audio\/TheDeclarationVx3.mp3?_=1\" \/><a href=\"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-content\/audio\/TheDeclarationVx3.mp3\">https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-content\/audio\/TheDeclarationVx3.mp3<\/a><\/audio>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Let the sea lock me,<br \/>\nlet the wind rock me: I am.<br \/>\nLet the mountain fall on me,<br \/>\nlet the stars descend:<br \/>\nI am, in this crooked circle<br \/>\nin this blaze of youth, dawn, decay,<br \/>\nwar, fear, hate, lust: I am.<br \/>\nNowhere, though I trod on the desolate beaches,<br \/>\nalone, naked, without friend<br \/>\nam I without this truth:<br \/>\nI am who was born.<br \/>\nFlesh, I feel.<br \/>\nBreath, I live.<br \/>\nBone, I am real.<br \/>\nWhen all these fail: I am.<br \/>\nTo the blue-veined moon,<br \/>\nto the blooming mists that spire<br \/>\nover the ocean shore, to the green<br \/>\nfields, clover and scent, earth<br \/>\nyield, and bush blown moment,<br \/>\nthe crazy river, man and woman,<br \/>\nbird and claw\u2014in the mire,<br \/>\nin deep woods, in the pleasures:<br \/>\nI am.<\/p>\n<p>All must bend to this deed,<br \/>\nthis life, time, dust and end\u2014<br \/>\nend when no word speaks, no harp rejoices,<br \/>\nno sound translates dream to image,<br \/>\nimage into beast, and butterfly, and lifting<br \/>\nof the beautiful eye\u2014<br \/>\nI am, the woods sing<br \/>\nand the river runs, and the mountain and the sea<br \/>\nand man and woman and beast<br \/>\nwas, is, will be.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-content\/audio\/TheDeclarationVx3.mp3 &nbsp; Let the sea lock me, let the wind rock me: I am. Let the mountain fall on me, let the stars descend: I am, in this crooked circle in this blaze of youth, dawn, decay, war, fear, hate, lust: I am. Nowhere, though I trod on the desolate beaches, alone, naked, without friend [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":"","_links_to":"","_links_to_target":""},"categories":[9],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1007","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poemsofbecoming"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1007","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=1007"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1007\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1843,"href":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1007\/revisions\/1843"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1007"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1007"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1007"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}