{"id":748,"date":"2023-03-29T13:47:28","date_gmt":"2023-03-29T13:47:28","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/curatedlines.online\/?p=748"},"modified":"2023-03-29T13:47:29","modified_gmt":"2023-03-29T13:47:29","slug":"creation-a-poem","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/curatedlines.online\/index.php\/2023\/03\/29\/creation-a-poem\/","title":{"rendered":"Creation"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-full\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"636\" height=\"640\" src=\"https:\/\/curatedlines.online\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/03\/Pens.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-749\" srcset=\"https:\/\/curatedlines.online\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/03\/Pens.jpg 636w, https:\/\/curatedlines.online\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/03\/Pens-298x300.jpg 298w, https:\/\/curatedlines.online\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/03\/Pens-150x150.jpg 150w, https:\/\/curatedlines.online\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/03\/Pens-600x604.jpg 600w, https:\/\/curatedlines.online\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/03\/Pens-100x100.jpg 100w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 636px) 100vw, 636px\" \/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p>As I write, each line reaches for memories<br>lost, fallen beyond the edge of the world:<br>kamarupa dwelling in infinity, fading<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>when my lines do not find them<br>and my words fail passion and desire.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Eons, lost pasts. Which of them<br>could dream my frail dream of this<br>verse? Which, thrown<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>across the fabric of time, could make<br>nothing everything?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>As I write, each line reaches for memorieslost, fallen beyond the edge of the world:kamarupa dwelling in infinity, fading when my lines do not find themand my words fail passion and desire. Eons, lost pasts. Which of themcould dream my frail dream of thisverse? Which, thrown across the fabric of time, could makenothing everything?<\/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":[8],"tags":[19,18,22],"class_list":["post-748","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry","tag-chris-armstrong","tag-poem","tag-writing"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/curatedlines.online\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/748","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=748"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/curatedlines.online\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/748\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":750,"href":"https:\/\/curatedlines.online\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/748\/revisions\/750"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/curatedlines.online\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=748"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/curatedlines.online\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=748"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/curatedlines.online\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=748"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}