{"id":1302,"date":"2011-11-18T04:39:10","date_gmt":"2011-11-18T09:39:10","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.thelifeliterary.com\/?p=1302"},"modified":"2011-12-01T07:06:53","modified_gmt":"2011-12-01T12:06:53","slug":"autumn-movement","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.thelifeliterary.com\/?p=1302","title":{"rendered":"Autumn Movement"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Carl Sandburg<\/p>\n<p>I cried over beautiful things knowing no beautiful thing lasts.<\/p>\n<p>The field of cornflower yellow is a scarf at the neck of the copper<br \/>\nsunburned woman, the mother of the year, the taker of seeds.<\/p>\n<p>The northwest wind comes and the yellow is torn full of holes,<br \/>\nnew beautiful things come in the first spit of snow on the northwest wind,<br \/>\nand the old things go, not one lasts.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><a title=\"Autumn Movement Reflections\" href=\"http:\/\/www.thelifeliterary.com\/?p=5524\" target=\"_blank\">Autumn Movement reflections<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Carl Sandburg I cried over beautiful things knowing no beautiful thing lasts. The field of cornflower yellow is a scarf at the neck of the copper sunburned woman, the mother of the year, the taker of seeds. The northwest wind &hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/www.thelifeliterary.com\/?p=1302\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[38],"tags":[143,55,32,33],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.thelifeliterary.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1302"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.thelifeliterary.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.thelifeliterary.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.thelifeliterary.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.thelifeliterary.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1302"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"http:\/\/www.thelifeliterary.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1302\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":5873,"href":"http:\/\/www.thelifeliterary.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1302\/revisions\/5873"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.thelifeliterary.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1302"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.thelifeliterary.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1302"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.thelifeliterary.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1302"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}