{"id":11250,"date":"2018-02-20T16:40:39","date_gmt":"2018-02-20T16:40:39","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.tjerkstra.com\/wordpress\/?p=11250"},"modified":"2018-02-20T16:40:39","modified_gmt":"2018-02-20T16:40:39","slug":"rode-dromen","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/tjerkstra.com\/wordpress\/jereims\/rode-dromen\/","title":{"rendered":"Rode dromen"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><em>van Lourens Alma-Tadema*<br \/>\n<\/em><br \/>\nHet halve werk lag op haar schoot,<br \/>\nde helft was er vanaf gegleden,<br \/>\nLyda gaf zich in haar dromen bloot,<br \/>\nzo tussen dood en vrede.<\/p>\n<p>Zijn dood kwam altijd in de nacht,<br \/>\nnadat zij had gezien de rode<br \/>\navondlucht, door haar als bloed gedacht,<br \/>\n\u2019t bericht kwam van een bode.<\/p>\n<p>En toen hij uit het leger kwam,<br \/>\nwas zij in diepe slaap verzonken,<br \/>\nzijn droom ging op in vuur en vlam,<br \/>\nzijn hart begon te bonken.<\/p>\n<p>De rozen waren rood als bloed,<br \/>\nvervingen na de slaap zijn lonken,<br \/>\nhij volgde groetend zijn gemoed&#8230;<br \/>\ndie avond werd hij dronken.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/tjerkstra.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/02\/Alma-Tadema-59.jpeg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-11252\" src=\"https:\/\/tjerkstra.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/02\/Alma-Tadema-59-211x300.jpeg\" alt=\"\" width=\"211\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/tjerkstra.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/02\/Alma-Tadema-59-211x300.jpeg 211w, https:\/\/tjerkstra.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/02\/Alma-Tadema-59-768x1090.jpeg 768w, https:\/\/tjerkstra.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/02\/Alma-Tadema-59-721x1024.jpeg 721w, https:\/\/tjerkstra.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/02\/Alma-Tadema-59-247x350.jpeg 247w, https:\/\/tjerkstra.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/02\/Alma-Tadema-59-50x71.jpeg 50w, https:\/\/tjerkstra.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/02\/Alma-Tadema-59.jpeg 1600w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 211px) 100vw, 211px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p><em>* Lourens Alma-Tadema (1836-1912)<br \/>\nSchilderij \u2018Een stille groet\u2019 <\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>van Lourens Alma-Tadema* Het halve werk lag op haar schoot, de helft was er vanaf gegleden, Lyda gaf zich in haar dromen bloot, zo tussen dood en vrede. Zijn dood kwam altijd in de nacht, nadat zij had gezien de rode avondlucht, door haar als bloed gedacht, \u2019t bericht kwam van een bode. En toen [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[5],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-11250","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-jereims"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/tjerkstra.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11250","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/tjerkstra.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/tjerkstra.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tjerkstra.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tjerkstra.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=11250"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/tjerkstra.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11250\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":11253,"href":"https:\/\/tjerkstra.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11250\/revisions\/11253"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/tjerkstra.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=11250"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tjerkstra.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=11250"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tjerkstra.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=11250"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}