{"id":64,"date":"2011-05-25T16:16:18","date_gmt":"2011-05-25T16:16:18","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/moniquewrites.mbouchard.com\/?p=64"},"modified":"2015-10-09T16:54:57","modified_gmt":"2015-10-09T16:54:57","slug":"summerling","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/moniquewrites.mbouchard.com\/index.php\/2011\/05\/25\/summerling\/","title":{"rendered":"Summerling"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>the night is in its summerling state<br \/>\nsomeplace inbetween the end of spring<br \/>\nand the beginning of summer<\/p>\n<p>the scent of rain and newness<br \/>\nof mud and worms and thawing<br \/>\nhas taken the shoulder tap<br \/>\nand let the soft scents of blossoms<br \/>\nsweetgrass and bugspray<br \/>\nhave the next dance<\/p>\n<p>they will love like this the season<br \/>\nwhen it is not too warm or too cold,<br \/>\ndancing as if they do not know<br \/>\nthat as the days move<\/p>\n<p>the twinkling lights of fireflies<br \/>\nand bonfires<br \/>\nand the rhythm of cicadas<br \/>\nand stringed crickets<br \/>\nwill give way to the sound of the thresher<br \/>\ncome fall,<br \/>\nwhen the apples have swollen<br \/>\nand the next hand reaches<br \/>\ntoward the dance<br \/>\nwith a scattering of leaves<br \/>\nin her wake.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>the night is in its summerling state someplace inbetween the end of spring and the beginning of summer the scent of rain and newness of mud and worms and thawing has taken the shoulder tap and let the soft scents of blossoms sweetgrass and bugspray have the next dance they will love like this the &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/moniquewrites.mbouchard.com\/index.php\/2011\/05\/25\/summerling\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Summerling<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[2],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-64","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poems"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/moniquewrites.mbouchard.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/64","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/moniquewrites.mbouchard.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/moniquewrites.mbouchard.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/moniquewrites.mbouchard.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/moniquewrites.mbouchard.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=64"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/moniquewrites.mbouchard.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/64\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":65,"href":"https:\/\/moniquewrites.mbouchard.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/64\/revisions\/65"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/moniquewrites.mbouchard.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=64"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/moniquewrites.mbouchard.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=64"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/moniquewrites.mbouchard.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=64"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}