{"id":10198,"date":"2015-10-02T02:03:10","date_gmt":"2015-10-02T06:03:10","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/uuwestport.org\/?p=10198"},"modified":"2020-11-16T07:27:54","modified_gmt":"2020-11-16T12:27:54","slug":"diary-of-a-wave-outside-the-sea-by-dunya-mikhail","status":"publish","type":"readings-poetry","link":"https:\/\/myswan.info\/mz\/readings-poetry\/diary-of-a-wave-outside-the-sea-by-dunya-mikhail\/","title":{"rendered":"Diary Of A Wave Outside The Sea by Dunya Mikhail"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>The martyr couldn&#8217;t believe his eyes<br \/>\nwhen his tomb was bombed<br \/>\nas he braided a garland for his beloved\u2014<br \/>\na red garland,<br \/>\nyet&#8230;on the way to heaven&#8230;<br \/>\nit turned white.<br \/>\nHe bent toward the water with a small rainbow clutched in his hand.<br \/>\nIn this way he makes music.<br \/>\nHe lifts is hands to the clouds and braids her tears into a flower.<br \/>\nIn this way he sings.<br \/>\nA wave breaking outside the sea.<br \/>\nIn this way I go on.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The martyr couldn&#8217;t believe his eyes when his tomb was bombed as he braided a garland for his beloved\u2014 a red garland, yet&#8230;on the way to heaven&#8230; it turned white. He bent toward the water with a small rainbow clutched in his hand. In this way he makes music. He lifts is hands to the &#8230; <a title=\"Diary Of A Wave Outside The Sea by Dunya Mikhail\" class=\"read-more\" href=\"https:\/\/myswan.info\/mz\/readings-poetry\/diary-of-a-wave-outside-the-sea-by-dunya-mikhail\/\" aria-label=\"More on Diary Of A Wave Outside The Sea by Dunya Mikhail\">Read more<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":6,"featured_media":0,"menu_order":0,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_kad_blocks_custom_css":"","_kad_blocks_head_custom_js":"","_kad_blocks_body_custom_js":"","_kad_blocks_footer_custom_js":""},"categories":[36],"tags":[461],"text":[],"acf":[],"featured_image_urls":{"full":"","thumbnail":"","medium":"","medium_large":"","large":"","1536x1536":"","2048x2048":""},"post_excerpt_stackable":"<p>The martyr couldn&#8217;t believe his eyes when his tomb was bombed as he braided a garland for his beloved\u2014 a red garland, yet&#8230;on the way to heaven&#8230; it turned white. He bent toward the water with a small rainbow clutched in his hand. In this way he makes music. He lifts is hands to the clouds and braids her tears into a flower. In this way he sings. A wave breaking outside the sea. In this way I go on.<\/p>\n","category_list":"<a href=\"https:\/\/myswan.info\/mz\/category\/readings\/\" rel=\"category tag\">Readings<\/a>","author_info":{"display_name":"Charles","author_link":"https:\/\/myswan.info\/mz\/author\/charles\/"},"comments_num":"0 comments","featured_image_src_large":false,"comment_info":"","taxonomy_info":{"category":[{"value":36,"label":"Readings"}],"post_tag":[{"value":461,"label":"readings"}]},"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/myswan.info\/mz\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/readings-poetry\/10198"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/myswan.info\/mz\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/readings-poetry"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/myswan.info\/mz\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/readings-poetry"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/myswan.info\/mz\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/6"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/myswan.info\/mz\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/readings-poetry\/10198\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":44028,"href":"https:\/\/myswan.info\/mz\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/readings-poetry\/10198\/revisions\/44028"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/myswan.info\/mz\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=10198"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/myswan.info\/mz\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=10198"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/myswan.info\/mz\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=10198"},{"taxonomy":"text","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/myswan.info\/mz\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/text?post=10198"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}