{"id":32,"date":"2015-02-20T22:37:00","date_gmt":"2015-02-20T22:37:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ivanhimanen.com\/crisesofdocumentation\/2015\/02\/20\/the-horizon-on-a-sunday-morning\/"},"modified":"2026-05-11T13:19:33","modified_gmt":"2026-05-11T17:19:33","slug":"the-horizon-on-a-sunday-morning","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ivanhimanen.com\/crisesofdocumentation\/the-horizon-on-a-sunday-morning\/","title":{"rendered":"The horizon on a Sunday morning"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<pre class=\"wp-block-verse\">I love the horizon on a sunday morning.<br><br>i've waited a week for this softest of sights,<br><br>her cloudy lids rising with\u00a0silver eyeliner.<br><br>She partied last night with a newly-made lover earth<br><br>but there is one thing she created on sunday:<br><br>coffee-- and it was only for me.<br><br>I love the horizon on a sunday morning,<br><br>the day the torch was passed.<br><br>You wiped the powdered rainbows from your dawning brow,<br><br>\"read to me,\" you beckoned from a stairless loft.<br><br>I nicked your earrings, lipstick, and brush<br><br>and set sail for work with your blessing afore.<br><br>I love the horizon on a sunday morning,<br><br>the ambiance of a cherished life<br><br>god is the voice, between bird and barge,<br><br>that reads us her diary and hums her equations...<br><br>just soft enough for a lashing lullaby,<br><br>just loud enough to earn a look<br><br>into her mascara'd eye.<\/pre>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-large\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/4.bp.blogspot.com\/-7JWTOrQjr_w\/VOe2sM3fywI\/AAAAAAAABUs\/kB_TpXpB-3Q\/s1600\/img-220171636.jpg\" alt=\"\"\/><\/figure>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I love the horizon on a sunday morning.i&#8217;ve waited a week for this softest of sights,her cloudy lids rising with\u00a0silver eyeliner.She partied last night with a newly-made lover earthbut there is one thing she created on sunday:coffee&#8211; and it was only for me.I love the horizon on a sunday morning,the day the torch was passed.You&hellip;<a href=\"https:\/\/ivanhimanen.com\/crisesofdocumentation\/the-horizon-on-a-sunday-morning\/\" class=\"more-link\"><span>Continue reading<\/span><span class=\"screen-reader-text\">The horizon on a Sunday morning<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-32","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/ivanhimanen.com\/crisesofdocumentation\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/32","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/ivanhimanen.com\/crisesofdocumentation\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/ivanhimanen.com\/crisesofdocumentation\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ivanhimanen.com\/crisesofdocumentation\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ivanhimanen.com\/crisesofdocumentation\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=32"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/ivanhimanen.com\/crisesofdocumentation\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/32\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2181,"href":"https:\/\/ivanhimanen.com\/crisesofdocumentation\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/32\/revisions\/2181"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/ivanhimanen.com\/crisesofdocumentation\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=32"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ivanhimanen.com\/crisesofdocumentation\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=32"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ivanhimanen.com\/crisesofdocumentation\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=32"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}