{"id":4859,"date":"2013-04-07T12:54:04","date_gmt":"2013-04-07T17:54:04","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/stephenpickering.com\/?p=4859"},"modified":"2017-06-30T21:03:07","modified_gmt":"2017-07-01T02:03:07","slug":"sonnet_2_iambic_tetrameter_moon_day","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/stephenpickering.com\/wordpress\/2013\/04\/07\/sonnet_2_iambic_tetrameter_moon_day\/","title":{"rendered":"Sonnet #2 in Iambic Tetrameter: &#8220;Moon Day&#8221;"},"content":{"rendered":"<h4>Sonnet #2 &#8211; &#8220;Moon Day&#8221;<\/h4>\n<p>I let the moonbeams be my guide.<br \/>\nI look into the night for you.<br \/>\nI must go down to see your eyes<br \/>\nBut somehow keep on passing through.<\/p>\n<p>The earth I roll around my lips.<br \/>\nThere seems to be some kind of fire.<br \/>\nIt&#8217;s coming from your dancing hips.<br \/>\nSweet music frees the ancient lyre.<\/p>\n<p>The oak trees&#8217; branches grow in threes.<br \/>\nBut somehow only one path is made.<br \/>\nCome here, my sweet, my flor-de-lis<br \/>\nAnd guide me down their magic lake.<\/p>\n<p>I rise when splendor greets the Sun.<br \/>\nMy <em>Vita Nova<\/em> has begun.<\/p>\n<h5>\u00a92013 Stephen K. Pickering<\/h5>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Sonnet #2 &#8211; &#8220;Moon Day&#8221; I let the moonbeams be my guide. I look into the night for you. I must go down to see your eyes But somehow keep on passing through. The earth I roll around my lips. &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/stephenpickering.com\/wordpress\/2013\/04\/07\/sonnet_2_iambic_tetrameter_moon_day\/\">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":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[35,33,36],"tags":[432,70,429,71],"class_list":["post-4859","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-my-poetry","category-poems","category-sonnets","tag-my-poetry","tag-poem","tag-poems","tag-poetry"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/stephenpickering.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4859","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/stephenpickering.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/stephenpickering.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stephenpickering.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stephenpickering.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=4859"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/stephenpickering.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4859\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/stephenpickering.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=4859"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stephenpickering.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=4859"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stephenpickering.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=4859"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}