{"id":40145,"date":"2017-08-06T00:27:02","date_gmt":"2017-08-06T04:27:02","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=40145"},"modified":"2017-08-06T00:27:02","modified_gmt":"2017-08-06T04:27:02","slug":"shakuntala","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2017\/08\/shakuntala\/","title":{"rendered":"shakuntala"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Shakuntala<br \/>\nShe slept in the glade<br \/>\nDreaming sweet orchids<br \/>\nFor the dear she had.<br \/>\nHe laid beside her<br \/>\nin the orchid glade all night.<br \/>\nWas it a dream or real<br \/>\nShe failed to fathom nor tried.<\/p>\n<p>His words flowed soft<br \/>\nHis foxy eyes<br \/>\nSmiled at her.<br \/>\nThe bliss permeated<br \/>\nfrom his eyes<br \/>\nto her form.<br \/>\nFrom her skin<br \/>\nto her soul.<\/p>\n<p>The sweet nothingness<br \/>\nthat filled her being<br \/>\nkept her afloat<br \/>\nall days to come<br \/>\nfor the rest of her life.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Shakuntala She slept in the glade Dreaming sweet orchids For the dear she had. He laid beside her in the orchid glade all night. Was it a dream or real She failed to fathom nor tried. His words flowed soft His foxy eyes Smiled at&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":733,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-40145","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/40145","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/733"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=40145"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/40145\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":40176,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/40145\/revisions\/40176"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=40145"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=40145"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=40145"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}