{"id":45,"date":"2011-04-12T17:25:07","date_gmt":"2011-04-12T17:25:07","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/localhost:8080\/wordpress\/?p=45"},"modified":"2015-05-17T01:46:46","modified_gmt":"2015-05-17T01:46:46","slug":"night-of-oedipus","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/night-of-oedipus\/","title":{"rendered":"Night of Oedipus"},"content":{"rendered":"<audio class=\"wp-audio-shortcode\" id=\"audio-45-1\" preload=\"none\" style=\"width: 100%;\" controls=\"controls\"><source type=\"audio\/mpeg\" src=\"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-content\/audio\/NightOfOedipusVx3.mp3?_=1\" \/><a href=\"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-content\/audio\/NightOfOedipusVx3.mp3\">https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-content\/audio\/NightOfOedipusVx3.mp3<\/a><\/audio>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>We live in a moment<br \/>\nand all the crimes of our lives<br \/>\nare as blades on the ocean floor.<br \/>\nWe breathe and live, breathing our crimes,<br \/>\nbut there is no crime in our eyes.<br \/>\nOut from the changing dark<br \/>\nwe came and spoke our lines<br \/>\nand went down to the shore.<br \/>\nNo crime is ours but is the fountain\u2019s,<br \/>\nthe mountain\u2019s, the sun\u2019s, the sail\u2019s.<br \/>\nHigh above water the lily grows<br \/>\nand does not care what it finds;<br \/>\nno fear of dying, no fear of being still.<br \/>\nLook! The curtain rises,<br \/>\nthe same actor moves across the floor<br \/>\ncalling on heaven to blind his eyes!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-content\/audio\/NightOfOedipusVx3.mp3 &nbsp; We live in a moment and all the crimes of our lives are as blades on the ocean floor. We breathe and live, breathing our crimes, but there is no crime in our eyes. Out from the changing dark we came and spoke our lines and went down to the shore. No crime [&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-45","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poemsofbecoming"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/45","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=45"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/45\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1911,"href":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/45\/revisions\/1911"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=45"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=45"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=45"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}