{"id":92627,"date":"2017-05-22T12:01:07","date_gmt":"2017-05-22T11:01:07","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/?p=92627"},"modified":"2017-05-18T18:26:30","modified_gmt":"2017-05-18T17:26:30","slug":"looking-back","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/2017\/05\/looking-back\/","title":{"rendered":"Looking Back"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Everything had been arranged:<br \/>\nA linen tablecloth,<br \/>\nThe reckless glow of a taper,<br \/>\nPaintings, artefacts, our hands \u2013<br \/>\nThe life of lines<br \/>\nAs our words spilled out that day,<br \/>\nThat afternoon of arms,<br \/>\nEverything so sudden<\/p>\n<p>But it was easier that way,<br \/>\nI could imagine the many roads<br \/>\nIn the sepulchral folds of the valley,<br \/>\nSmooth or scarred,<br \/>\nThe who or where, again,<br \/>\nThe legacy of travels,<br \/>\nThe seduction of the fallen snow<\/p>\n<p>Afterwards,<br \/>\nIn the declining night<br \/>\nAnd in the growing cold<br \/>\nOnly the eyes might move<br \/>\nOver the ranges,<br \/>\nAlong the invisible planes<\/p>\n<p>I coil your shadow<br \/>\nRound my neck<br \/>\nFor warmth and pull \u2013<br \/>\nNot so tight<\/p>\n<p><em>May 2017<\/em><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>Everything had been arranged:<br \/>\nA linen tablecloth,<br \/>\nThe reckless glow of a taper,<br \/>\nPaintings, artefacts, our hands \u2013<\/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-92627","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry-format"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/92627","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=92627"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/92627\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=92627"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=92627"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=92627"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}