{"id":30,"date":"2011-04-12T17:19:41","date_gmt":"2011-04-12T17:19:41","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/localhost:8080\/wordpress\/?p=30"},"modified":"2015-05-17T01:54:20","modified_gmt":"2015-05-17T01:54:20","slug":"longing","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/longing\/","title":{"rendered":"Longing"},"content":{"rendered":"<audio class=\"wp-audio-shortcode\" id=\"audio-30-1\" preload=\"none\" style=\"width: 100%;\" controls=\"controls\"><source type=\"audio\/mpeg\" src=\"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-content\/audio\/Longing2Vx3.mp3?_=1\" \/><a href=\"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-content\/audio\/Longing2Vx3.mp3\">https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-content\/audio\/Longing2Vx3.mp3<\/a><\/audio>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>I awake in the monumental darkness.<br \/>\nNo memories of confusion striding<br \/>\nin bitter palaces, but dreams<br \/>\nof love and long letters written<br \/>\nto a girl in a green land,<br \/>\nthe dark horizontal land where I lived.<br \/>\nThe hanging clouds, the winged clouds,<br \/>\nthe shells of clouds, skies like her eyes,<br \/>\nlike blue unfilled pages and pages<br \/>\nof longing, unfilled thoughts<br \/>\nout of the serpentine heart,<br \/>\nunfilled looks out of the eyes<br \/>\nthat held the hills.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-content\/audio\/Longing2Vx3.mp3 &nbsp; I awake in the monumental darkness. No memories of confusion striding in bitter palaces, but dreams of love and long letters written to a girl in a green land, the dark horizontal land where I lived. The hanging clouds, the winged clouds, the shells of clouds, skies like her eyes, like blue unfilled [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":"","_links_to":"","_links_to_target":""},"categories":[8],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-30","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-lovepoems"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/30","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=30"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/30\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1918,"href":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/30\/revisions\/1918"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=30"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=30"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=30"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}