{"id":362,"date":"2021-11-19T00:25:47","date_gmt":"2021-11-19T00:25:47","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/bexroden.com\/?p=362"},"modified":"2021-11-19T00:25:47","modified_gmt":"2021-11-19T00:25:47","slug":"idyll","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/bexroden.com\/?p=362","title":{"rendered":"Idyll"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I know these woods&#8211;<br>They raised me.<br>I feel the dry moss<br>On my fingertips as I<br>Brush the rock&#8217;s face.<br>I feel it as if caressing<br>The face of one I love.<br>The rock is cold<br>And the air still, only<br>Broken by the sound<br>Of falling limbs; the limbs<br>Of oak and ash and elm.<br>My old friends. Hello again.<br>I drink your breath<br>And it invigorates me.<br>I breathe it back to you.<br>I have missed your shade,<br>Your silent lectures,<br>Your ever-open arms.<br>From you I learned<br>Everything I know.<br>Your canopy is peace.<br>It grows dark, but<br>My eyes adjust.<br>All I see is light.<br>Everywhere I fear the dark,<br>But now and here<br>Fear is a dissolving cloud.<br>I am brave again,<br>Barefoot again,<br>Scraped and bruised again,<br>Adorned in leaves and twigs again.<br>With you, great friends, these woods,<br>I am home again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center wp-block-paragraph\">September 26, 2021<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I know these woods&#8211;They raised me.I feel the dry mossOn my fingertips as IBrush the rock&#8217;s face.I feel it as if caressingThe face of one I love.The rock is coldAnd the air still, onlyBroken by the soundOf falling limbs; the limbsOf oak and ash and elm.My old friends. Hello again.I drink your breathAnd it invigorates&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"nf_dc_page":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[3],"tags":[40,201,198,196,202,203,195,194,199,200,204,197],"class_list":["post-362","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poems","tag-childhood","tag-coming-home","tag-forests","tag-golden-years","tag-home-again","tag-homecoming","tag-ideal-time","tag-idyll","tag-nostalgia","tag-nostalgic","tag-reunion","tag-woods"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/bexroden.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/362","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/bexroden.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/bexroden.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bexroden.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bexroden.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=362"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/bexroden.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/362\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":363,"href":"https:\/\/bexroden.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/362\/revisions\/363"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/bexroden.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=362"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bexroden.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=362"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bexroden.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=362"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}