{"id":24483,"date":"2016-12-28T09:01:21","date_gmt":"2016-12-28T17:01:21","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/spijue.wpengine.com\/news\/writers-weir-what-we-wouldnt-give\/"},"modified":"2016-12-28T09:01:21","modified_gmt":"2016-12-28T17:01:21","slug":"writers-weir-what-we-wouldnt-give","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.juneauempire.com\/life\/writers-weir-what-we-wouldnt-give\/","title":{"rendered":"Writers&#8217; Weir: What We Wouldn&#8217;t Give"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>WHAT WE WOULDN\u2019T GIVE<\/p>\n<p>BY W.S. MERK, 12.16.2016<\/p>\n<p\/>\n<p>What wouldn\u2019t we give<\/p>\n<p>To walk that backward route,<\/p>\n<p>Each step pulling like a slipper from the sand,<\/p>\n<p>Waves unrolling the beach,<\/p>\n<p>White foam settling quietly into each swell<\/p>\n<p>As the moon rose, <\/p>\n<p>Blood-red, <\/p>\n<p>Into an empty April sky?<\/p>\n<p>What if,<\/p>\n<p>One day deep in winter,<\/p>\n<p>We were offered the chance of touching<\/p>\n<p>From the earth<\/p>\n<p>That color thought lost forever?<\/p>\n<p>What risk wouldn\u2019t we take,<\/p>\n<p>Given the chance that,<\/p>\n<p>Done with absolute belief,<\/p>\n<p>This kiss pressed softly<\/p>\n<p>Into the hair of a loved one<\/p>\n<p>Whose spirit was drifting,<\/p>\n<p>Was lost, or losing,<\/p>\n<p>Wandering off trail,<\/p>\n<p>This touch could ease the path<\/p>\n<p>And gently bring them home,<\/p>\n<p>Would breathe new dreams<\/p>\n<p>Into their night?<\/p>\n<p\/>\n<p><em>W.S. Merk has been living and writing in Juneau, Alaska since 1991.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>The Capital City Weekly accepts poetry, fiction and creative nonfiction submissions for Writers\u2019 Weir on a rolling basis and will publish them as space and competition allow.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Send submissions to editor@capweek.com.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>WHAT WE WOULDN\u2019T GIVE BY W.S. MERK, 12.16.2016 What wouldn\u2019t we give To walk that backward route, Each step pulling like a slipper from the sand, Waves unrolling the beach, White foam settling quietly into each swell As the moon rose, Blood-red, Into an empty April sky? What if, One day deep in winter, We [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":107,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_stopmodifiedupdate":false,"_modified_date":"","wds_primary_category":7,"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[74],"yst_prominent_words":[],"class_list":["post-24483","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-life","tag-arts-and-culture"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.juneauempire.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/24483","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.juneauempire.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.juneauempire.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.juneauempire.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/107"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.juneauempire.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=24483"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.juneauempire.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/24483\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.juneauempire.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=24483"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.juneauempire.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=24483"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.juneauempire.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=24483"},{"taxonomy":"yst_prominent_words","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.juneauempire.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/yst_prominent_words?post=24483"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}