{"id":3869,"date":"2014-01-13T10:45:29","date_gmt":"2014-01-13T15:45:29","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/?p=3869"},"modified":"2014-02-15T20:57:23","modified_gmt":"2014-02-16T01:57:23","slug":"photographed-meditating-in-the-shade-of-a-single-palm","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/2014\/01\/13\/photographed-meditating-in-the-shade-of-a-single-palm\/","title":{"rendered":"Photographed meditating in the shade of a single palm"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>The sun corrects me: time is moving on;<br \/>\nI cannot pause and daydream in palm\u2019s shade;<br \/>\nI\u2019ll have to crab to stay beneath the fronds<br \/>\nand creep the hours across the beach that way.<\/p>\n<p>The afternoon is fraught with moving cares;<br \/>\nthe contemplation that I sought has cost.<br \/>\nNo Buddha state of thought is here but stares<br \/>\nof those who think I\u2019m odd and maybe lost.<\/p>\n<p>The strap of my bikini irritates;<br \/>\nI do not know how long I\u2019ll hold the pose,<br \/>\nespecially since the sun is moving still<br \/>\nand sweat is trickling down my pretty nose<\/p>\n<p>In spite of this, I&#8217;ll treasure the last laugh:<br \/>\nthey envy me who see the photograph.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/01\/wordcurrents-sonnet.png\"><img decoding=\"async\" alt=\"Logo\" src=\"https:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/01\/wordcurrents-sonnet.png\" height=\"100\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I wrote this after I saw a photo posted on FaceBook. In winter, notherners tend to fantasize about far away beaches . . . <a href=\"https:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/2014\/01\/13\/photographed-meditating-in-the-shade-of-a-single-palm\/\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":3955,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"image","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[338,16,3,42,12,416],"tags":[129,958,461,57,276,62,133,145,303,163],"class_list":["post-3869","post","type-post","status-publish","format-image","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-fun","category-photos","category-poetry","category-scapes","category-sonnets","category-thoughts-below-ground","tag-beauty","tag-featured","tag-humor","tag-humour","tag-irony","tag-nature","tag-satire","tag-social-commentary","tag-travel","tag-winter","post_format-post-format-image"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3869","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3869"}],"version-history":[{"count":9,"href":"https:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3869\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3914,"href":"https:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3869\/revisions\/3914"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/3955"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3869"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3869"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3869"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}