{"id":4002,"date":"2014-04-02T10:59:40","date_gmt":"2014-04-02T14:59:40","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/?p=4002"},"modified":"2014-04-02T10:59:40","modified_gmt":"2014-04-02T14:59:40","slug":"cirque-de-squirrel","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/2014\/04\/02\/cirque-de-squirrel\/","title":{"rendered":"Cirque de Squirrel"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>There was a day I too could dance<br \/>\natop a taut dark line drawn with a single<br \/>\nconfident slash across the sky<\/p>\n<p>And I could hang by my heels and catch<br \/>\nlithe waist or ankle with a flick of finger<br \/>\nsparkle of smile, wink of my eye<\/p>\n<p>And I would inhale that randy perfume behind<br \/>\nher ear embrace her sweet ripe everything<br \/>\nand happy them harvest home<\/p>\n<p>But this was about that black squirrel&#8217;s dance<br \/>\natop a taut dark line drawn with a single<br \/>\nconfident dash across this poem.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/2014\/04\/01\/cruel-gruel-2\/napowrimo\/\" rel=\"attachment wp-att-4009\"><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft size-thumbnail wp-image-4009\" alt=\"NaPoWriMo\" src=\"https:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/NaPoWriMo-150x136.png\" width=\"150\" height=\"136\" srcset=\"https:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/NaPoWriMo-150x136.png 150w, https:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/NaPoWriMo-220x200.png 220w, https:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/NaPoWriMo-330x300.png 330w, https:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/NaPoWriMo.png 451w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 150px) 100vw, 150px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>NaPoWriMo 2: Watching a squirrel&#8217;s balancing act reminds me of the day . . . #NaPoWriMo <a href=\"https:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/2014\/04\/02\/cirque-de-squirrel\/\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[890,3],"tags":[476,62,66,131],"class_list":["post-4002","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-napowrimo","category-poetry","tag-memory","tag-nature","tag-relationships","tag-romance"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4002","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=4002"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4002\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":4016,"href":"https:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4002\/revisions\/4016"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=4002"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=4002"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=4002"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}