{"id":540,"date":"2015-12-03T07:05:58","date_gmt":"2015-12-03T06:05:58","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/wp.unil.ch\/musemagazine\/?p=540"},"modified":"2018-10-11T19:52:59","modified_gmt":"2018-10-11T17:52:59","slug":"poems-by-kit-schofield","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/wp.unil.ch\/musemagazine\/2015\/12\/poems-by-kit-schofield\/","title":{"rendered":"&#8220;Winter is Coming&#8221; by Kit Schofield"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: left\"><span style=\"color: #0099cc;font-size: small\"><strong>Image: <\/strong><\/span><span style=\"color: #0099cc;font-size: small\">\u00a9 Deviant Art Bianca Masnikac, link <a href=\"https:\/\/biankamasnicak.deviantart.com\/art\/winter-is-coming-193564663\">here<\/a><br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: right\"><strong>Author:<\/strong> Kit Schofield<\/p>\n<p><strong>Winter is Coming<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>I feel its bite upon my face,<\/p>\n<p>At first it merely nibbled my nose,<\/p>\n<p>But now this hound begins to race,<\/p>\n<p>Through all my spine, my head and toes.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>The mountains are the first to fall,<\/p>\n<p>The springs grow cold and cease to trickle,<\/p>\n<p>We must retreat to fire and hall,<\/p>\n<p>Escape this killer, oh so fickle.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>As its chill extends to our home,<\/p>\n<p>We hide inside our stone-made keeps,<\/p>\n<p>This cold assassin continues to roam,<\/p>\n<p>Surrounded! All around it creeps.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Our roses have long since faded,<\/p>\n<p>The birds forgotten how to sing,<\/p>\n<p>Our colourful trees appear so jaded,<\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s almost here. Winter&#8217;s coming.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Image: \u00a9 Deviant Art Bianca Masnikac, link here Author: Kit Schofield Winter is Coming &nbsp; I feel its bite upon my face, At first it merely nibbled my nose, But now this hound begins to race, Through all my spine, my head and toes. &nbsp; The mountains are the first to fall, The springs grow [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1001267,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_seopress_robots_primary_cat":"","_seopress_titles_title":"","_seopress_titles_desc":"","_seopress_robots_index":"","footnotes":"","_links_to":"","_links_to_target":""},"categories":[49],"tags":[36],"class_list":{"0":"post-540","1":"post","2":"type-post","3":"status-publish","4":"format-standard","6":"category-winter15","7":"tag-poetry"},"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/wp.unil.ch\/musemagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/540","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/wp.unil.ch\/musemagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/wp.unil.ch\/musemagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wp.unil.ch\/musemagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1001267"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wp.unil.ch\/musemagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=540"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/wp.unil.ch\/musemagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/540\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/wp.unil.ch\/musemagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=540"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wp.unil.ch\/musemagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=540"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wp.unil.ch\/musemagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=540"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}