{"id":100041,"date":"2017-10-09T12:01:25","date_gmt":"2017-10-09T11:01:25","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/?p=100041"},"modified":"2017-10-09T08:58:49","modified_gmt":"2017-10-09T07:58:49","slug":"how-are-you-on-this-greying-day","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/2017\/10\/how-are-you-on-this-greying-day\/","title":{"rendered":"How Are You on This Greying Day"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>How are you on this greying day<\/p>\n<p>The winds push, all the sky a soft,<br \/>\nA pressing down \u2013 it seems so gentle<br \/>\nIt might be a smile<br \/>\nAs it takes our little breath<\/p>\n<p>Your bare shoulder is no match<br \/>\nMuch as I might kiss<br \/>\nBefore we flee: but pause<\/p>\n<p>Something\u2019s howling sweet,<br \/>\nThe territories of a tryst,<br \/>\nThe moist trickle of memory<\/p>\n<p>There were so many hellos,<br \/>\nAwkward dancing through the throngs:<br \/>\nI was tempted to snatch a scarf,<br \/>\nTo follow the lines of another<br \/>\nAfter she turned her head,<br \/>\nIt was more than wine<\/p>\n<p>This ending day, how are you,<br \/>\nLet me lift your collar \u2013 there,<br \/>\nIt goes so long, that path,<br \/>\nDown and far<\/p>\n<p><em>September 2017<\/em><\/p>\n<p>________________________________________<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 30px;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/02\/EmanuelGarcia-e1491387330190.jpg\" ><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft size-full wp-image-87560\" src=\"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/02\/EmanuelGarcia-e1491387330190.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"80\" height=\"121\" \/><\/a><em>Dr. Emanuel E. Garcia <\/em><em>is a member of the <\/em><em><a href=\"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/\" >TRANSCEND Network for Peace, Development and Environment<\/a>,<\/em><em> an American poet, novelist and physician who now resides in New Zealand. He may be contacted at <\/em><a href=\"mailto:emanuelegarcia@gmail.com\"><em>emanuelegarcia@gmail.com<\/em><\/a><em>.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>How are you on this greying day<\/p>\n<p>The winds push, all the sky a soft,<br \/>\nA pressing down \u2013 it seems so gentle<br \/>\nIt might be a smile<br \/>\nAs it takes our little breath<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[182],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-100041","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry-format"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/100041","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=100041"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/100041\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=100041"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=100041"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=100041"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}