{"version":"1.0","provider_name":"Uitgeverij Van Oorschot","provider_url":"https:\/\/www.vanoorschot.nl\/en\/","author_name":"joost","author_url":"https:\/\/www.vanoorschot.nl\/en\/author\/joost\/","title":"Herman de Coninck Twaalf gedichten &#183; Uitgeverij Van Oorschot","type":"rich","width":600,"height":338,"html":"<blockquote class=\"wp-embedded-content\" data-secret=\"a6N5cFq0A6\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.vanoorschot.nl\/en\/dbnl\/herman-de-conincktwaalf-gedichten\/\">Herman de Coninck\r\nTwaalf gedichten<\/a><\/blockquote><iframe sandbox=\"allow-scripts\" security=\"restricted\" src=\"https:\/\/www.vanoorschot.nl\/en\/dbnl\/herman-de-conincktwaalf-gedichten\/embed\/#?secret=a6N5cFq0A6\" width=\"600\" height=\"338\" title=\"&#8220;Herman de Coninck\r\nTwaalf gedichten&#8221; &#8212; Uitgeverij Van Oorschot\" data-secret=\"a6N5cFq0A6\" 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.vanoorschot.nl\/wp-includes\/js\/wp-embed.min.js\n\/* ]]> *\/\n<\/script>\n","description":"[p. 148] Herman de Coninck Twaalf gedichten \u00a0 Nee, liefde was dit niet, dit was te vol gevaar. \u00a0 Mijn handen die voorzichtig tastten naar, \u00a0 naar jouw borst, als handen van een ontmijner. \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 Liefde was dit niet, het was tegelijk groter en kleiner. \u00a0 Zo groot als je borst en zo..."}