{"id":3197,"date":"2014-08-10T14:40:24","date_gmt":"2014-08-10T12:40:24","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.johannapas.be\/core\/?p=3197"},"modified":"2014-08-10T14:40:24","modified_gmt":"2014-08-10T12:40:24","slug":"stilte-4","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.johannapas.be\/core\/stilte-4\/","title":{"rendered":"liever zeg ik niets"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" width=\"420\" height=\"315\" src=\"\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/uhFUEHdRgXQ\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[4],"tags":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p8pym5-Pz","jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":424,"url":"https:\/\/www.johannapas.be\/core\/morgen\/","url_meta":{"origin":3197,"position":0},"title":"morgen","author":"Johanna","date":"15 november 2011","format":false,"excerpt":"Morgen is er nog een dag zeg je je liegt er zijn geen dagen over er zijn geen dagen meer als deze er zullen er geen komen Ik sluit mijn ogen niet ik zal niet slapen Maar morgen is er nog een dag zeg je Je liegt Ik moet de\u2026","rel":"","context":"In &quot;gedichten&quot;","block_context":{"text":"gedichten","link":"https:\/\/www.johannapas.be\/core\/category\/gedichten\/"},"img":{"alt_text":"","src":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.johannapas.be\/core\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/11\/130920101687-300x224.jpg?resize=350%2C200","width":350,"height":200},"classes":[]},{"id":3335,"url":"https:\/\/www.johannapas.be\/core\/witte-inkt\/","url_meta":{"origin":3197,"position":1},"title":"Witte inkt","author":"Johanna","date":"11 december 2014","format":false,"excerpt":"Op 10 december presenteerde klas 10C van De Es in Berchem hun po\u00ebzieproject: \"Witte inkt\". Ik was erbij op uitnodiging van een van de ouders omdat de jongeren, tot mijn verrassing, ook fragmenten uit mijn bundel Soms gaan bomen staande dood hadden geselecteerd voor hun stuk. Omdat ik geen idee\u2026","rel":"","context":"In &quot;tekst&quot;","block_context":{"text":"tekst","link":"https:\/\/www.johannapas.be\/core\/category\/tekst\/"},"img":{"alt_text":"","src":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.johannapas.be\/core\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/12\/witte-inkt-004-300x201.jpg?resize=350%2C200","width":350,"height":200},"classes":[]},{"id":2610,"url":"https:\/\/www.johannapas.be\/core\/klimplanten\/","url_meta":{"origin":3197,"position":2},"title":"klimplanten","author":"Johanna","date":"5 oktober 2013","format":false,"excerpt":"Ik wil je niet verliezen aan mezelf. Ik wil je liever verliezen aan iemand aan iets \u2013 de draaikolk van woede de kracht van verzet in mijn lijf. 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