{"id":47458,"date":"2021-06-16T11:19:00","date_gmt":"2021-06-16T11:19:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/dev6.blazedream.in\/ICSF\/samudra\/close-and-credits-12"},"modified":"2021-08-17T15:40:29","modified_gmt":"2021-08-17T15:40:29","slug":"close-and-credits-12","status":"publish","type":"samudra","link":"https:\/\/www.icsf.net\/samudra\/close-and-credits-12\/","title":{"rendered":"Close and Credits"},"content":{"rendered":"

We lying by seasand<\/span><\/p>\n

We lying by seasand, watching yellow<\/span><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n

And the grave sea, mock who deride<\/span><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n

Who follow the red rivers, hollow<\/span><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n

Alcove of words out of cicada shade,<\/span><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n

For in this yellow grave of sand and sea<\/span><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n

A calling for colour calls with the wind<\/span><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n

That’s grave and gay as grave and sea<\/span><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n

Sleeping on either hand.<\/span><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n

The lunar silences, the silent tide<\/span><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n

Lapping the still canals, the dry tide-master<\/span><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n

Ribbed between desert and water storm,<\/span><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n

Should cure our ills of the water<\/span><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n

With a one-coloured calm;<\/span><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n

The heavenly music over the sand<\/span><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n

Sounds with the grains as they hurry<\/span><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n

Hiding the golden mountains and mansions<\/span><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n

Of the grave, gay, seaside land.<\/span><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n

Bound by a sovereign strip, we lie,<\/span><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n

Watch yellow, wish for wind to blow away<\/span><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n

The strata of the shore and drown red rock;<\/span><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n

But wishes breed not, neither<\/span><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n

Can we fend off rock arrival,<\/span><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n

Lie watching yellow until the golden weather<\/span><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n

Breaks, O my heart’s blood, like a heart and hill.<\/span><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n

– Dylan Thomas<\/span><\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

We lying by seasand We lying by seasand, watching yellow And the grave sea, mock who deride Who follow the red rivers, hollow Alcove of words out of cicada shade, For in this yellow grave of sand and sea A calling for colour calls with the wind That’s grave and gay as grave and sea […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"template":"","meta":[],"tags":[],"region":[],"source":[],"country":[],"state":[],"city":[],"samudra_category":[5306],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.icsf.net\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/samudra\/47458"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.icsf.net\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/samudra"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.icsf.net\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/samudra"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.icsf.net\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.icsf.net\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=47458"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.icsf.net\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=47458"},{"taxonomy":"region","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.icsf.net\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/region?post=47458"},{"taxonomy":"source","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.icsf.net\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/source?post=47458"},{"taxonomy":"country","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.icsf.net\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/country?post=47458"},{"taxonomy":"state","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.icsf.net\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/state?post=47458"},{"taxonomy":"city","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.icsf.net\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/city?post=47458"},{"taxonomy":"samudra_category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.icsf.net\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/samudra_category?post=47458"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}