{"id":1076,"date":"2011-11-03T23:01:50","date_gmt":"2011-11-03T23:01:50","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/?p=1076"},"modified":"2017-07-12T01:14:09","modified_gmt":"2017-07-12T01:14:09","slug":"morning-by-tim-heron","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/morning-by-tim-heron\/","title":{"rendered":"Morning by Tim Heron"},"content":{"rendered":"<h1 style=\"text-align: center;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/11\/hebron2.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-medium wp-image-1078 lazyload\" title=\"heron2\" data-src=\"http:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/11\/hebron2-225x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"225\" height=\"300\" data-srcset=\"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/11\/hebron2-225x300.jpg 225w, https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/11\/hebron2.jpg 256w\" data-sizes=\"(max-width: 225px) 100vw, 225px\" src=\"data:image\/svg+xml;base64,PHN2ZyB3aWR0aD0iMSIgaGVpZ2h0PSIxIiB4bWxucz0iaHR0cDovL3d3dy53My5vcmcvMjAwMC9zdmciPjwvc3ZnPg==\" style=\"--smush-placeholder-width: 225px; --smush-placeholder-aspect-ratio: 225\/300;\" \/><\/a><\/h1>\n<h1 style=\"text-align: center;\">Morning<\/h1>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">by Tim Heron<\/p>\n<p>Morning. She gets up.<br \/>\nThe shutters paint<br \/>\nHer face a zebra.<br \/>\nThe curtains whisper:<br \/>\nIt&#8217;s a grey day, not a bad day,<br \/>\nSo she sips her tea with a sigh,<br \/>\nA smile and a cigarette<\/p>\n<p>###<\/p>\n<p>Tim Heron is 24 and was born in Belfast, in Ireland, but he grew up in France. He just started teaching English literature in a high school in a seaside town called Boulogne sur Mer.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Morning by Tim Heron Morning. She gets up. The shutters paint Her face a zebra. The curtains whisper: It&#8217;s a grey day, not a bad day, So she sips her tea with a sigh, A smile and a cigarette ### Tim Heron is 24 and was born in Belfast, in Ireland, but he grew up&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"_uf_show_specific_survey":0,"_uf_disable_surveys":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[123,314],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1076","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-123","category-love-poem"],"aioseo_notices":[],"amp_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1076","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1076"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1076\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1076"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1076"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1076"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}