{"id":90908,"date":"2017-04-24T12:00:07","date_gmt":"2017-04-24T11:00:07","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/?p=90908"},"modified":"2017-04-19T16:06:15","modified_gmt":"2017-04-19T15:06:15","slug":"waiting-at-sea","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/2017\/04\/waiting-at-sea\/","title":{"rendered":"Waiting at Sea"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Heading out was always easier:<br \/>\nThe cleaving rush of the prow,<br \/>\nSongs in my ears that backward fled,<br \/>\nThe ebb and burst of rhyme<\/p>\n<p>You were on another shore,<br \/>\nSome other track, some other quest<br \/>\nAs we agreed<\/p>\n<p>Mooring now<br \/>\nI have a thirst for land<\/p>\n<p>I remember keeping watch<br \/>\nFrom our broken window<br \/>\nOver the shifting earth,<br \/>\nAnd then the easing down<br \/>\nUpon the cold rough crumbling stone,<br \/>\nAround us portraits,<br \/>\nBanished irises,<br \/>\nMischievously bloodied dreams<\/p>\n<p>The swells rock<br \/>\nAs I wait for your step<br \/>\nAlong the deck<\/p>\n<p>Silence and fire \u2013<br \/>\nThese my pillars, twin,<br \/>\nFor every sunset,<br \/>\nEvery glinting wave<br \/>\nWhose arching back<br \/>\nMight catch a shattered light<br \/>\nBefore it strikes<br \/>\n______________________________________________<\/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 is 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>Heading out was always easier:<br \/>\nThe cleaving rush of the prow,<br \/>\nSongs in my ears that backward fled,<br \/>\nThe ebb and burst of rhyme<\/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-90908","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry-format"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/90908","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=90908"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/90908\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=90908"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=90908"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=90908"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}