{"id":4685,"date":"2011-01-01T01:10:34","date_gmt":"2011-01-01T06:10:34","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/paganpages.org\/content\/?p=4749"},"modified":"2010-12-23T02:16:47","modified_gmt":"2010-12-23T07:16:47","slug":"she-is-crone","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/2011\/01\/01\/she-is-crone\/","title":{"rendered":"She is Crone"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>she moves with care now,<br \/>\nher limbs aching with each step<br \/>\neyes shining in the darkness.<br \/>\nnow, she is old, old as time,<br \/>\nbeckoned by the gods,<br \/>\nneeded by so many.<br \/>\nthey call upon her now<br \/>\nto birth their babes,<br \/>\nlay out their dead.<br \/>\na-night, they leave her solitary<br \/>\nin her home, wary of angering<br \/>\nthis old, old soul<br \/>\nwho has such knowledge in her<br \/>\nthat it carves upon her face<br \/>\ndeep and careless lines.<br \/>\nfor pain, they need her,<br \/>\nfearful of its claws<br \/>\nthey beg for aid<br \/>\nand always and anon she answers<br \/>\nshe is all three, maiden, mother,<br \/>\nand, now, as aged as the Goddess<br \/>\nthat she smiles upon in the night.<br \/>\nshe is the centre,<br \/>\nthe hub of things.<br \/>\nher travels now are done,<br \/>\nand yet she stays,<br \/>\ncarven, almost, in stone,<br \/>\nserene in knowing<br \/>\nall is well.<br \/>\nshe is Crone.<br \/>\n<em>Copyright 2007 by Sama<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>she moves with care now, her limbs aching with each step eyes shining in the darkness. now, she is old, old as time, beckoned by the gods, needed by so many. they call upon her now to birth their babes, lay out their dead. a-night, they leave her solitary in her home, wary of angering this old, old soul who has such knowledge in her that it carves upon her face deep and careless lines. for pain, they need her, fearful of its claws they beg for aid and always and anon she answers she is all three, maiden, mother, and, now, as aged as the Goddess that she smiles upon in the night. she is the centre, the hub of things. her travels now are done, and yet she stays, carven, almost, in stone, serene in knowing all is well. she is Crone. Copyright 2007 by Sama<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":120,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"iawp_total_views":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-4685","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry"],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4685","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/120"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=4685"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4685\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":4624,"href":"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4685\/revisions\/4624"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=4685"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=4685"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=4685"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}