{"id":1186,"date":"2015-09-11T13:13:34","date_gmt":"2015-09-11T18:13:34","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/rasmusen.org\/special\/ameliajane\/?p=1186"},"modified":"2016-01-16T14:56:09","modified_gmt":"2016-01-16T19:56:09","slug":"we-have-made-a-tree-today","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/rasmusen.org\/special\/ameliajane\/archives\/1186","title":{"rendered":"We have made a tree today"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: center;\">{This was written during my Donne phase (that I will never fully be able to leave behind).}<\/p>\n<blockquote><p><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/mswalshgeographyonline.wikispaces.com\/file\/view\/flying_tree.jpg\/86334159\/flying_tree.jpg?w=640\" alt=\"\" \/>We have made a tree today<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\">Planted in the sky,<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\">that when we die,<\/p>\n<p>soiled Death might fly,<\/p>\n<p>and rot might humbly float away.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Tangles\u00a0dangle in the clouds,<\/p>\n<p>tubey roots kept smooth and white.<\/p>\n<p>No black soil mars<\/p>\n<p>what we \u00a0call ours<\/p>\n<p>in moisture droplets&#8217; blinded sight.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p><\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>{This was written during my Donne phase (that I will never fully be able to leave behind).} We have made a tree today Planted in the sky, that when we die, soiled Death might fly, and rot might humbly float away. &nbsp; Tangles\u00a0dangle in the clouds, tubey roots kept smooth and white. No black soil&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2},"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[6],"tags":[320,321,322,73,319,3,101],"class_list":["post-1186","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-writings","tag-donne","tag-exercise","tag-interpret","tag-love","tag-metaphysical","tag-poetry","tag-weirdexperience"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p4WcVY-j8","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/rasmusen.org\/special\/ameliajane\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1186","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/rasmusen.org\/special\/ameliajane\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/rasmusen.org\/special\/ameliajane\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/rasmusen.org\/special\/ameliajane\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/rasmusen.org\/special\/ameliajane\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1186"}],"version-history":[{"count":8,"href":"https:\/\/rasmusen.org\/special\/ameliajane\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1186\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1254,"href":"https:\/\/rasmusen.org\/special\/ameliajane\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1186\/revisions\/1254"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/rasmusen.org\/special\/ameliajane\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1186"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/rasmusen.org\/special\/ameliajane\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1186"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/rasmusen.org\/special\/ameliajane\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1186"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}