{"id":229949,"date":"2023-02-27T12:00:13","date_gmt":"2023-02-27T12:00:13","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/?p=229949"},"modified":"2023-02-20T03:42:23","modified_gmt":"2023-02-20T03:42:23","slug":"meditation-in-sunlight","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/2023\/02\/meditation-in-sunlight\/","title":{"rendered":"Meditation in Sunlight"},"content":{"rendered":"<blockquote><p><em>A beguiling reflection on the relationship between presence, solitude, and love.<\/em><\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>In space in time I sit<br \/>\nThousands of feet above<br \/>\nThe sea and meditate<br \/>\nOn solitude on love<\/p>\n<p>Near all is brown and poor<br \/>\nHouses are made of earth<br \/>\nSun opens every door<br \/>\nThe city is a hearth<\/p>\n<p>Far all is blue and strange<br \/>\nThe sky looks down on snow<br \/>\nAnd meets the mountain-range<br \/>\nWhere time is light not shadow<\/p>\n<p>Time in the heart held still<br \/>\nSpace as the household god<br \/>\nAnd joy instead of will<br \/>\nKnows love as solitude<\/p>\n<p>Knows solitude as love<br \/>\nKnows time as light not shadow<br \/>\nThousands of feet above<br \/>\nThe sea where I am now<\/p>\n<p><em>1948<\/em><\/p>\n<p><strong>________________________________________________<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 40px;\"><em><a href=\"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/02\/May-Sarton-1.jpg\" ><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft wp-image-229950 size-full\" src=\"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/02\/May-Sarton-1-e1676864290152.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"100\" height=\"132\" \/><\/a>May Sarton was the pen name of Eleanore Marie Sarton, a Belgian-American poet, novelist and memoirist. Although her best work is strongly personalised with erotic female imagery, she resisted the label of \u2018lesbian writer\u2019, preferring to convey the universality of human love.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>A beguiling reflection on the relationship between presence, solitude, and love.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":229950,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[182],"tags":[868],"class_list":["post-229949","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-poetry-format","tag-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/229949","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=229949"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/229949\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/229950"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=229949"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=229949"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=229949"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}