{"id":1509,"date":"2014-06-21T01:48:32","date_gmt":"2014-06-21T01:48:32","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/?p=1509"},"modified":"2015-05-17T00:30:15","modified_gmt":"2015-05-17T00:30:15","slug":"aftermath","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/aftermath\/","title":{"rendered":"Aftermath"},"content":{"rendered":"<audio class=\"wp-audio-shortcode\" id=\"audio-1509-1\" preload=\"none\" style=\"width: 100%;\" controls=\"controls\"><source type=\"audio\/mpeg\" src=\"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-content\/audio\/AftermathVx3.MP3?_=1\" \/><a href=\"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-content\/audio\/AftermathVx3.MP3\">https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-content\/audio\/AftermathVx3.MP3<\/a><\/audio>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>It wasn\u2019t only a dream,<br \/>\nwhat I said.<br \/>\nRemembering<br \/>\nyour arm, your whole body,<br \/>\nlike some cerebral word\u2014<br \/>\nof course it was never spoken,<br \/>\nit was never heard,<br \/>\nlike a dream on the other<br \/>\nside of the world.<\/p>\n<p>You slept at night without worry<br \/>\nas if it was all nothing,<br \/>\nor something better left unsaid.<br \/>\nBut I couldn\u2019t.<br \/>\nI was dreadful to you,<br \/>\nI said things better not said.<\/p>\n<p>Your arm, your whole body,<br \/>\nit was like<br \/>\nmusic, say, when music<br \/>\nis most glad, most sad,<br \/>\ndistant and unafraid<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-content\/audio\/AftermathVx3.MP3 &nbsp; It wasn\u2019t only a dream, what I said. Remembering your arm, your whole body, like some cerebral word\u2014 of course it was never spoken, it was never heard, like a dream on the other side of the world. You slept at night without worry as if it was all nothing, or something better [&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":[8],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1509","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-lovepoems"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1509","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=1509"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1509\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1777,"href":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1509\/revisions\/1777"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1509"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1509"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1509"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}