{"id":1122,"date":"2014-11-15T00:44:46","date_gmt":"2014-11-15T00:44:46","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/?p=1122"},"modified":"2014-11-15T00:44:46","modified_gmt":"2014-11-15T00:44:46","slug":"morocco-through-a-window","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/morocco-through-a-window\/","title":{"rendered":"Morocco Through a Window"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>A thousand colours, little green<br \/>\nThese hills, where the Berber rode<br \/>\nAfter him the Arab on steed<br \/>\nThen French and Spanish on this road<br \/>\nThat I, traveller, I pay to tour<br \/>\nAs thousands did before me<br \/>\nThousands after will do the same<br \/>\nJust another place for us to be.<br \/>\nAnother life, another land through a window<br \/>\nIs it not like that with life yet?<br \/>\nWe are but passing by, we see but little<br \/>\nOn our speedy journey onto death.<\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_1123\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-1123\" style=\"width: 1269px\" class=\"wp-caption alignnone\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/11\/Morocco-Through-a-Window.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/11\/Morocco-Through-a-Window.jpg\" alt=\"Morocco seen through a bus window...\" width=\"1269\" height=\"294\" class=\"size-full wp-image-1123\" srcset=\"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/11\/Morocco-Through-a-Window.jpg 1269w, https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/11\/Morocco-Through-a-Window-300x69.jpg 300w, https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/11\/Morocco-Through-a-Window-1024x237.jpg 1024w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1269px) 100vw, 1269px\" \/><\/a><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-1123\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Morocco seen through a bus window&#8230;<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>A thousand colours, little green These hills, where the Berber rode After him the Arab on steed Then French and Spanish on this road That I, traveller, I pay to tour As thousands did before me Thousands after will do the same Just another place for us to be. Another &#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[284],"tags":[351,288,1266],"class_list":["post-1122","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-on-the-berber-trail","tag-berber","tag-morocco","tag-sahara","column","twocol"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p7EI4f-i6","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":405,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/last-keepers-of-the-kasbah\/","url_meta":{"origin":1122,"position":0},"title":"Last Keepers of the Kasbah","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"27th February 2013","format":false,"excerpt":"The last keepers, there they stand, within the walls of the Kasbah Visitors to guide, around the site of the Kasbah Now a grave, to those who in fifteen seconds, lost it all And a cemetery it is now, the Kasbah That once protected friends and defied foes Who were\u2026","rel":"","context":"In &quot;Ghazal&quot;","block_context":{"text":"Ghazal","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/category\/ghazal\/"},"img":{"alt_text":"Kasbah at Agadir in Morocco","src":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/01\/Kasbah-at-Agadir-in-Morocco.jpg?resize=350%2C200","width":350,"height":200,"srcset":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/01\/Kasbah-at-Agadir-in-Morocco.jpg?resize=350%2C200 1x, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/01\/Kasbah-at-Agadir-in-Morocco.jpg?resize=525%2C300 1.5x, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/01\/Kasbah-at-Agadir-in-Morocco.jpg?resize=700%2C400 2x"},"classes":[]},{"id":336,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/farewell-the-sun-we-meet-on-the-morning\/","url_meta":{"origin":1122,"position":1},"title":"Farewell the Sun, We Meet on the Morning","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"28th May 2013","format":false,"excerpt":"Farewell to the sun, we meet in the morning When warmth again it shall the earth Creatures all shall seek solace in or from it, Father of all on that here have known birth. 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