{"id":589,"date":"2023-01-24T13:55:08","date_gmt":"2023-01-24T13:55:08","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/curatedlines.online\/?p=589"},"modified":"2023-01-24T13:55:09","modified_gmt":"2023-01-24T13:55:09","slug":"a-little-taste","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/curatedlines.online\/index.php\/2023\/01\/24\/a-little-taste\/","title":{"rendered":"A Little Taste"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-large\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"1024\" height=\"646\" src=\"https:\/\/curatedlines.online\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/01\/IMG_4378D-1-1024x646.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-591\" srcset=\"https:\/\/curatedlines.online\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/01\/IMG_4378D-1-1024x646.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/curatedlines.online\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/01\/IMG_4378D-1-300x189.jpg 300w, https:\/\/curatedlines.online\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/01\/IMG_4378D-1-768x484.jpg 768w, https:\/\/curatedlines.online\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/01\/IMG_4378D-1-1536x969.jpg 1536w, https:\/\/curatedlines.online\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/01\/IMG_4378D-1-2048x1292.jpg 2048w, https:\/\/curatedlines.online\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/01\/IMG_4378D-1-1200x757.jpg 1200w, https:\/\/curatedlines.online\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/01\/IMG_4378D-1-1980x1249.jpg 1980w, https:\/\/curatedlines.online\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/01\/IMG_4378D-1-600x378.jpg 600w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1024px) 100vw, 1024px\" \/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<h2 class=\"has-text-align-center wp-block-heading\"><strong>A Time of Plague; a Time of Love<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n<p>It was strange to think of the poet sitting in his usual chair, drinking his usual espresso coffee and watching the world go by. As usual. She liked to think of him like that\u2014his old scarf still around his neck despite the warmth of the place, his jacket open on the usual black T-shirt and his bag on the floor under the table\u2014although she knew that now\u2014now in this strange time\u2014he would have to be at home. Because he was old\u2014well, old by her standards\u2014and he wasn&#8217;t allowed to leave his house\u2014he had told her that&#8230;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-normal-font-size\">The beginning of one short story in <strong><em>When I Am Not Writing Poetry<\/em><\/strong> (available next month).<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>A Time of Plague; a Time of Love It was strange to think of the poet sitting in his usual chair, drinking his usual espresso coffee and watching the world go by. As usual. She liked to think of him like that\u2014his old scarf still around his neck despite the warmth of the place, his [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[9,74],"tags":[19,38,39,71],"class_list":["post-589","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-fiction","category-short-stories","tag-chris-armstrong","tag-fiction","tag-short-stories","tag-when-i-am-not-writing-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/curatedlines.online\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/589","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/curatedlines.online\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/curatedlines.online\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/curatedlines.online\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/curatedlines.online\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=589"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/curatedlines.online\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/589\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":593,"href":"https:\/\/curatedlines.online\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/589\/revisions\/593"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/curatedlines.online\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=589"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/curatedlines.online\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=589"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/curatedlines.online\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=589"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}