{"id":1275,"date":"2012-05-26T14:16:47","date_gmt":"2012-05-26T12:16:47","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/filosofium.wordpress.com\/?p=1275"},"modified":"2012-05-26T14:16:47","modified_gmt":"2012-05-26T12:16:47","slug":"regenfall-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/filosofium.evelyne-weissenbach.at\/?p=1275","title":{"rendered":"regenfall"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp;<br \/>\n<img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/i274.photobucket.com\/albums\/jj272\/lin_tschi\/wordpress\/488647.jpg\" width=\"480\" height=\"360\" title=\"regenfall\" alt=\"regenfall\"><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"width:480px;text-align:justify;\"><font size=\"3\"> grau w\u00e4lzt der himmel sich \u00fcber der h\u00e4nge trockene m\u00fcnder. \u00f6ffnet ein wolkenband. tropft feuchte k\u00fcsse auf die h\u00e4lse wogender sehnsucht. trommelt sein nass an die h\u00fcften junger rieden. und dann der sturm. er peitscht die triebe. biegt ihre schlanken arme tief zu boden. doch stark sind ihre r\u00fccken. nach dem erguss b\u00e4umen sie sich empor. zu s\u00fc\u00dfen ihre s\u00e4fte. <\/font><\/p>\n<p>\u00a9 evelyne w.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; &nbsp; grau w\u00e4lzt der himmel sich \u00fcber der h\u00e4nge trockene m\u00fcnder. \u00f6ffnet ein wolkenband. tropft feuchte k\u00fcsse auf die h\u00e4lse wogender sehnsucht. trommelt sein nass an die h\u00fcften junger rieden. und dann der sturm. er peitscht die triebe. biegt ihre schlanken arme tief zu boden. doch stark sind ihre r\u00fccken. nach dem erguss b\u00e4umen [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2},"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[244,22,9],"tags":[70,308,91,131,133,152,168],"class_list":["post-1275","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-neue-heimatgedichte","category-prosalyrik-gedichte","category-gedichte-2","tag-burgenland","tag-eros-im-weinberg","tag-gedichte","tag-literatur","tag-lyrik","tag-neusiedlersee","tag-prosalyrik"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p3ZwSb-kz","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/filosofium.evelyne-weissenbach.at\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1275","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/filosofium.evelyne-weissenbach.at\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/filosofium.evelyne-weissenbach.at\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/filosofium.evelyne-weissenbach.at\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/filosofium.evelyne-weissenbach.at\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1275"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/filosofium.evelyne-weissenbach.at\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1275\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/filosofium.evelyne-weissenbach.at\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1275"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/filosofium.evelyne-weissenbach.at\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1275"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/filosofium.evelyne-weissenbach.at\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1275"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}