{"id":173,"date":"2016-02-01T17:02:33","date_gmt":"2016-02-01T17:02:33","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.sylviaarthur.com\/poemswithpictures.com\/?p=173"},"modified":"2016-02-01T17:02:33","modified_gmt":"2016-02-01T17:02:33","slug":"evelyn-14","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.poemswithpictures.com\/?p=173","title":{"rendered":"Evelyn 14"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>The Poem<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>I believe this poem describes the act of writing a poem or song. The poet acknowledges that the inspiration for her poetry comes from the situations and sorrows of people she knew \u201cfrom so long ago\u201d.<\/p>\n<p><strong>The Picture<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>This time, the meaning of the poem did not influence the subject matter of the art. Instead, certain words jumped out at me <em>(black, white, tea, hope, sorrow, so long ago, Evelyn)<\/em>. Those words created a spontaneous picture of \u201cEvelyn\u201d in my subconscious\u00a0mind, which I then put to paper.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Evelyn 14<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Black Letters<\/p>\n<p>white page<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>high contrast<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>framed<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>street life<\/p>\n<p>over tea<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>sympathies<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>colourless<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>the song<\/p>\n<p>triumphant<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>absorbing<\/p>\n<p>exposed faces<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>breathing<\/p>\n<p>singed realities<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>fused hope<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>and achievement<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>possible<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>from sorrow<\/p>\n<p>so long ago.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><em>By: Susan Michaud<\/em><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.sylviaarthur.com\/poemswithpictures.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/02\/Evelyn.jpg\" rel=\"attachment wp-att-175\"><img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignnone  wp-image-175\" src=\"http:\/\/www.sylviaarthur.com\/poemswithpictures.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/02\/Evelyn.jpg\" alt=\"Evelyn\" width=\"825\" height=\"1098\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.poemswithpictures.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/02\/Evelyn.jpg 1202w, https:\/\/www.poemswithpictures.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/02\/Evelyn-225x300.jpg 225w, https:\/\/www.poemswithpictures.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/02\/Evelyn-768x1022.jpg 768w, https:\/\/www.poemswithpictures.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/02\/Evelyn-769x1024.jpg 769w, https:\/\/www.poemswithpictures.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/02\/Evelyn-588x783.jpg 588w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 825px) 100vw, 825px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p><em>&#8220;Evelyn&#8221; By: Sylvia Arthur<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The Poem I believe this poem describes the act of writing a poem or song. The poet acknowledges that the inspiration for her poetry comes from the situations and sorrows of people she knew \u201cfrom so long ago\u201d. The Picture This time, the meaning of the poem did not influence the subject matter of the [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_exactmetrics_skip_tracking":false,"spay_email":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.poemswithpictures.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/173"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.poemswithpictures.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.poemswithpictures.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.poemswithpictures.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.poemswithpictures.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=173"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.poemswithpictures.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/173\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":176,"href":"https:\/\/www.poemswithpictures.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/173\/revisions\/176"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.poemswithpictures.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=173"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.poemswithpictures.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=173"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.poemswithpictures.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=173"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}