{"id":640,"date":"2007-01-10T00:43:23","date_gmt":"2007-01-10T00:43:23","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.larsandersjohansson.se\/wordpress\/?p=640"},"modified":"2007-01-10T00:43:23","modified_gmt":"2007-01-10T00:43:23","slug":"som-en-saga","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.larsandersjohansson.se\/?p=640","title":{"rendered":"Som en saga."},"content":{"rendered":"<div align=\"center\"><strong>KRYDDM&Aring;NGLAREN<\/p>\n<p><\/strong>Gulnad som svavel<br \/>av saffran var han<br \/>som en g&aring;ng h&ouml;jde ropet mot himlen,<br \/>d&auml;r i kryddbodens m&ouml;rker<br \/>&#8211; en f&auml;hund, en man<br \/>som f&ouml;rst&aring;tt r&auml;tta v&auml;rdet av silver.<br \/>Han bar sina b&ouml;rdor till koja och slott<br \/>men han stj&auml;lpte dem alla p&aring; slutet.<br \/>I gruvornas g&aring;ngar<br \/>blev f&auml;hundens lott<br \/>att samla det utspillda krutet.<\/p>\n<p>I&nbsp;djupast f&ouml;rtvivlan lakejerna s&aring;g<br \/>hur den sluge helt snabbt fick passera.<br \/>I s&ouml;mn l&aring;g den fetmande drottningens m&aring;g<br \/>och den f&auml;hunden syns aldrig mera.<\/p>\n<p>&Ouml;ver bl&aring; oceanerna seglar ett skepp<br \/>och tar kurs p&aring; en fallande stj&auml;rna.<br \/>Under segel av dr&ouml;mmar i j&auml;rnhandskens grepp<br \/>lever luftslotten kvar i hans hj&auml;rna.<\/p>\n<p>Gr&aring;blek och sjuk<br \/>steg han t&auml;rd fr&aring;n sin toft<br \/>och l&auml;t resa sitt t&auml;lt upp&aring; stranden.<br \/>Mellan sn&auml;ckskal och krabbor<br \/>l&aring;g &auml;nglarnas stoft<br \/>som s&aring; v&aring;rdsl&ouml;st f&aring;tt falla fr&aring;n himlen.<br \/>Han samlade silvret i kannor och kar<br \/>men han gl&ouml;mde dem alla p&aring; stranden.<br \/>S&aring; reste han hem,<br \/>och fast silvret blev kvar,<br \/>fick han med sig den skimrande sanden.<\/div>\n<div align=\"right\">\n<p style=\"margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt\" class=\"MsoNormal\"><em>Lars Anders Johansson<\/em><\/p>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>KRYDDM&Aring;NGLAREN Gulnad som svavelav saffran var hansom en g&aring;ng h&ouml;jde ropet mot himlen,d&auml;r i kryddbodens m&ouml;rker&#8211; en f&auml;hund, en mansom f&ouml;rst&aring;tt r&auml;tta v&auml;rdet av silver.Han bar sina b&ouml;rdor till koja[&#8230;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_is_tweetstorm":false,"jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","enabled":false}}},"categories":[9],"tags":[],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.larsandersjohansson.se\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/640"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.larsandersjohansson.se\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.larsandersjohansson.se\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.larsandersjohansson.se\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.larsandersjohansson.se\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=640"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.larsandersjohansson.se\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/640\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.larsandersjohansson.se\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=640"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.larsandersjohansson.se\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=640"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.larsandersjohansson.se\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=640"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}