{"id":4414,"date":"2014-11-17T18:26:23","date_gmt":"2014-11-17T17:26:23","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/mitue.de\/?p=4414"},"modified":"2014-11-17T18:26:23","modified_gmt":"2014-11-17T17:26:23","slug":"goldener-herbst","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mitue.de\/?p=4414","title":{"rendered":"Goldener Herbst"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/mitue\/15176259973\" title=\"Goldener Herbst by Michael T., on Flickr\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/farm8.staticflickr.com\/7465\/15176259973_8088372820.jpg\" width=\"500\" height=\"333\" alt=\"Goldener Herbst\"><\/a><\/p>\n<blockquote><p><i>Herbst <\/i><\/p>\n<p>Eine tr\u00fcbe, kaltfeuchte Wagenspur:<br \/>\nDas ist die herbstliche Natur.<br \/>\nSie hat geleuchtet, geduftet, und trug<br \/>\nIhre Fr\u00fcchte. &#8211; Nun, ausgeglichen,<br \/>\nHat sie vom K\u00e4mpfen und Wachsen genug. &#8211;<br \/>\nScheint&#8217;s nicht, als w\u00e4re alles Betrug<br \/>\nGewesen, was ihr entwichen?!<\/p>\n<p>Das H\u00e4ndesinken in den Scho\u00df,<br \/>\nDas Zweifeln am eignen, an allem Gro\u00df,<br \/>\nDas Unbunte und Leise,<br \/>\nDas ist so sch\u00f6n, dass es wiederjung<br \/>\nBeginnen kann, wenn Erinnerung<br \/>\nEs nicht klein machte, sondern weise.<\/p>\n<p>Ein Nebel blaut \u00fcber das Bl\u00e4tterbraun,<br \/>\nDas zwischen den B\u00e4umen den Boden bedeckt.<\/p>\n<p>Wenn ihr euren Herbst entdeckt:<br \/>\nDann seid dar\u00fcber nicht traurig, ihr Frauen.<\/p>\n<p>Joachim Ringelnatz (*7. August 1883 in Wurzen; \u202017. November 1934 in Berlin)<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/mitue\/15610521377\" title=\"Goldiger Herbst by Michael T., on Flickr\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/farm6.staticflickr.com\/5610\/15610521377_a3d76c6a46.jpg\" width=\"500\" height=\"333\" alt=\"Goldiger Herbst\"><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Herbst Eine tr\u00fcbe, kaltfeuchte Wagenspur: Das ist die herbstliche Natur. Sie hat geleuchtet, geduftet, und trug Ihre Fr\u00fcchte. &#8211; Nun, ausgeglichen, Hat sie vom K\u00e4mpfen und Wachsen genug. &#8211; Scheint&#8217;s nicht, als w\u00e4re alles Betrug Gewesen, was ihr entwichen?! Das H\u00e4ndesinken in den Scho\u00df, Das Zweifeln am eignen, an allem Gro\u00df, Das Unbunte und Leise, [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[4],"tags":[237],"class_list":["post-4414","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-berlin","tag-lyrik"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/mitue.de\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4414","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/mitue.de\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/mitue.de\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mitue.de\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mitue.de\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=4414"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/mitue.de\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4414\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":4415,"href":"https:\/\/mitue.de\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4414\/revisions\/4415"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/mitue.de\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=4414"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mitue.de\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=4414"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mitue.de\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=4414"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}