{"id":2628,"date":"2022-05-24T08:00:00","date_gmt":"2022-05-24T06:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/wp.unil.ch\/musemagazine\/?p=2628"},"modified":"2022-05-23T12:06:56","modified_gmt":"2022-05-23T10:06:56","slug":"anchored-heart","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/wp.unil.ch\/musemagazine\/2022\/05\/anchored-heart\/","title":{"rendered":"anchored heart"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p><mark style=\"color:#0099cc;font-size: small\" class=\"has-inline-color\"><strong>Image<\/strong>: \u00a9 Andreia Abreu Remigio<\/mark><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-right\"><strong>Author<\/strong>: Andreia Abreu Rem\u00edgio<\/p>\n\n\n<p>I was healing my drought the night your glance got me drunk.<\/p>\n<p>My sky had been a hue of black like a departing storm,<\/p>\n<p>Months of digested desensibilization had me numb and sunk.<\/p>\n<p>But you <em>anchored<\/em> my heart \u2013 and got me dry and warm.<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>Through sleep\u2019s heavy throb&#8230; we now sculpt each other\u2019s effigy<\/p>\n<p>Beneath the gothic peachy light, to swallow me whole is your quest;<\/p>\n<p>As for my hell-worthy purpose and heavenly urgency<\/p>\n<p>Is to brace your beautiful body\u2019s weight on my chest.<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>The stars I longed for when I was lost at sea, I now see<\/p>\n<p>Glowing in your eyes. Mourning, I tremble and shiver<\/p>\n<p>But not of icy cold weather \u2013 for I am carefree!<\/p>\n<p>While certain that I will be holding you as rushes in the river.<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>Suddenly, my soft tugged sobs that rock our playground<\/p>\n<p>Drown us of worries. Still, you <em>anchor<\/em> my heart,<\/p>\n<p>And word by word the sorrows go down the drain.<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>The poets\u2019 <em>invisible string<\/em> yet holds us bound \u2013<\/p>\n<p>Be assured \u2013 whatever the distance forcing us apart.<\/p>\n<p>We\u2019ll kiss the crashing waves away when we meet again.<\/p>\n\n\n<p><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Image: \u00a9 Andreia Abreu Remigio Author: Andreia Abreu Rem\u00edgio I was healing my drought the night your glance got me drunk. My sky had been a hue of black like a departing storm, Months of digested desensibilization had me numb and sunk. But you anchored my heart \u2013 and got me dry and warm. Through [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1002188,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_seopress_robots_primary_cat":"","_seopress_titles_title":"","_seopress_titles_desc":"","_seopress_robots_index":"","footnotes":"","_links_to":"","_links_to_target":""},"categories":[72],"tags":[36],"class_list":{"0":"post-2628","1":"post","2":"type-post","3":"status-publish","4":"format-standard","6":"category-2022-spring","7":"tag-poetry"},"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/wp.unil.ch\/musemagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2628","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/wp.unil.ch\/musemagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/wp.unil.ch\/musemagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wp.unil.ch\/musemagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1002188"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wp.unil.ch\/musemagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2628"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/wp.unil.ch\/musemagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2628\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/wp.unil.ch\/musemagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2628"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wp.unil.ch\/musemagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2628"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wp.unil.ch\/musemagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2628"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}