{"id":90,"date":"2011-05-20T09:58:03","date_gmt":"2011-05-20T09:58:03","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/sundayscars.wordpress.com\/?p=90"},"modified":"2011-05-20T09:58:03","modified_gmt":"2011-05-20T09:58:03","slug":"christchurch","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writehanded.org\/poetry\/2011\/05\/20\/christchurch\/","title":{"rendered":"Christchurch"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I walked the cordon<br \/>\nstared into the gray<br \/>\nof yawning empty-mouthed houses leaning over the street<br \/>\nspilling broken teeth<\/p>\n<p>The road is bowed and split open like a wound<\/p>\n<p>Someone&#8217;s front porch was swallowed, their<br \/>\nwashing still pegged on the clothesline and in<br \/>\nthe living room the carpet is wet<\/p>\n<p>A church has lost its walls and is standing on corner pillars like an awkward animal<br \/>\nbending its face to the broken path of its own brick facade<\/p>\n<p>A stop sign is buried up to the stop sign<br \/>\nblack eyes watch where windows used to be<\/p>\n<p>Beyond the cordon the only movement<br \/>\nis emergency tape swaying<br \/>\nand all is quiet<br \/>\nquiet. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I walked the cordon stared into the gray of yawning empty-mouthed houses leaning over the street spilling broken teeth The road is bowed and split open like a wound Someone&#8217;s <a class=\"more-link\" href=\"https:\/\/writehanded.org\/poetry\/2011\/05\/20\/christchurch\/\">Continue Reading &rarr;<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[5],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/writehanded.org\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/90"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/writehanded.org\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/writehanded.org\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/writehanded.org\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/writehanded.org\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=90"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/writehanded.org\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/90\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/writehanded.org\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=90"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/writehanded.org\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=90"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/writehanded.org\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=90"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}