{"version":"1.0","provider_name":"Full Of Crow: Poetry (Archives)","provider_url":"https:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry","author_name":"AleathiaDrehmer","author_url":"https:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/author\/aleathiadrehmer\/","title":"Nahshon Cook, 04\/12 - Full Of Crow: Poetry (Archives)","type":"rich","width":600,"height":338,"html":"<blockquote class=\"wp-embedded-content\" data-secret=\"4dSepbPycH\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/archives\/nahshon-cook-0412\/\">Nahshon Cook, 04\/12<\/a><\/blockquote><iframe sandbox=\"allow-scripts\" security=\"restricted\" src=\"https:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/archives\/nahshon-cook-0412\/embed\/#?secret=4dSepbPycH\" width=\"600\" height=\"338\" title=\"&#8220;Nahshon Cook, 04\/12&#8221; &#8212; Full Of Crow: Poetry (Archives)\" data-secret=\"4dSepbPycH\" frameborder=\"0\" marginwidth=\"0\" marginheight=\"0\" scrolling=\"no\" class=\"wp-embedded-content\"><\/iframe><script type=\"text\/javascript\">\n\/* <![CDATA[ *\/\n\/*! This file is auto-generated *\/\n!function(d,l){\"use strict\";l.querySelector&&d.addEventListener&&\"undefined\"!=typeof URL&&(d.wp=d.wp||{},d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage||(d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage=function(e){var t=e.data;if((t||t.secret||t.message||t.value)&&!\/[^a-zA-Z0-9]\/.test(t.secret)){for(var s,r,n,a=l.querySelectorAll('iframe[data-secret=\"'+t.secret+'\"]'),o=l.querySelectorAll('blockquote[data-secret=\"'+t.secret+'\"]'),c=new RegExp(\"^https?:$\",\"i\"),i=0;i<o.length;i++)o[i].style.display=\"none\";for(i=0;i<a.length;i++)s=a[i],e.source===s.contentWindow&&(s.removeAttribute(\"style\"),\"height\"===t.message?(1e3<(r=parseInt(t.value,10))?r=1e3:~~r<200&&(r=200),s.height=r):\"link\"===t.message&&(r=new URL(s.getAttribute(\"src\")),n=new URL(t.value),c.test(n.protocol))&&n.host===r.host&&l.activeElement===s&&(d.top.location.href=t.value))}},d.addEventListener(\"message\",d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage,!1),l.addEventListener(\"DOMContentLoaded\",function(){for(var e,t,s=l.querySelectorAll(\"iframe.wp-embedded-content\"),r=0;r<s.length;r++)(t=(e=s[r]).getAttribute(\"data-secret\"))||(t=Math.random().toString(36).substring(2,12),e.src+=\"#?secret=\"+t,e.setAttribute(\"data-secret\",t)),e.contentWindow.postMessage({message:\"ready\",secret:t},\"*\")},!1)))}(window,document);\n\/\/# sourceURL=https:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/wp-includes\/js\/wp-embed.min.js\n\/* ]]> *\/\n<\/script>\n","description":"A Baby Bird I was walking around the park when I came across a baby bird lying dead in the grass. Red ants were crawling in and out of the gutted depths of its pink featherless body, but its head was still beautiful and unexplored. Ars Poetica I\u2019ve never been able to quiet my mind [&hellip;]"}