{"id":459,"date":"2022-09-19T16:15:54","date_gmt":"2022-09-19T16:15:54","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/?p=459"},"modified":"2022-09-19T16:15:57","modified_gmt":"2022-09-19T16:15:57","slug":"prism","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/prism\/","title":{"rendered":"Prism"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I\u2019m already<br>nostalgic for<br>this moment while<br>I\u2019m living it<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">It\u2019s like I can\u2019t<br>enjoy the now<br>without it feeling<br>transient<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">The opposite<br>of deja vu<br>where nothing is<br>familiar<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">If I am me<br>and you are you<br>then why are we<br>irregular?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I\u2019m alreadynostalgic forthis moment whileI\u2019m living it It\u2019s like I can\u2019tenjoy the nowwithout it feelingtransient The oppositeof deja vuwhere nothing isfamiliar If I am meand you are youthen why are weirregular?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":241,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-459","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/459","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=459"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/459\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":460,"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/459\/revisions\/460"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/241"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=459"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=459"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=459"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}