{"id":1145,"date":"2020-07-30T11:44:41","date_gmt":"2020-07-30T10:44:41","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.robertjaggsfowler.com\/?page_id=1145"},"modified":"2024-02-12T18:55:51","modified_gmt":"2024-02-12T18:55:51","slug":"end-of-the-line","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"http:\/\/www.robertjaggsfowler.com\/?page_id=1145","title":{"rendered":"End of the Line"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<pre class=\"wp-block-verse\"><strong>End of the Line<\/strong>\n(In response to the painting <em><a href=\"http:\/\/collectionpriveegallery.com\/ArtworkDetail.php?an=Adam_Scott_Rote&amp;at=Writer%27s+Block&amp;wid=549\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noreferrer noopener\">Writer\u2019s Block<\/a> <\/em>by the American artist Adam Scott Rote, dedicated to Ernest Hemingway)\n&nbsp;\nEverything is still here:\n&nbsp;\nhis old typewriter with its rusted keys;\nthe inevitable whisky glass; complete with amber residue\nand the up-ended bottle. Defiantly the finest of malts;\nit\u2019s bouquet long displaced by sea-breezes\ninfiltrating the broken pane.\n&nbsp;\nThe dust is new.\n&nbsp;\nOr at least that covering the fallen flakes of paint is new.\nOlder, accumulated layers long preceded the d\u00e9cor\u2019s demise,\ncushioning its fall onto the sun-scorched pine table,\nwhere fragments of yesteryear now lay scattered\nlike discarded words.\n&nbsp;\nLost and abandoned words;\nwords lacking ordered meaning;\nwords fallen from the disused roller that,\nbut for the want of paper, could\nsay so much, yet explain so little;\n&nbsp;\nif it wasn\u2019t for the keys.\n&nbsp;\nTwo keys;\nhouse and car, clinging for security\nto the dry, faded leather fob on which\nthe outline of his initial can still be traced\nlike a tactile echo; driving\n&nbsp;\nthe eye to beyond the window,\nwhere palm trees and vivid blue sky\ncontrast with the internal decay,\nand the gently lapping waves on sand\nhave long since obliterated his footprints.\n&nbsp;\n<em>&nbsp;<\/em>\n<em>\u00a9 Copyright 2012 Robert M Jaggs-Fowler<\/em><\/pre>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>End of the Line (In response to the painting Writer\u2019s Block by the American artist Adam Scott Rote, dedicated to Ernest Hemingway) &nbsp; Everything is still here: &nbsp; his old typewriter with its rusted keys; the inevitable whisky glass; complete &hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/www.robertjaggsfowler.com\/?page_id=1145\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":985,"menu_order":4,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-1145","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.robertjaggsfowler.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/1145","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.robertjaggsfowler.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.robertjaggsfowler.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.robertjaggsfowler.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.robertjaggsfowler.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1145"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"http:\/\/www.robertjaggsfowler.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/1145\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1162,"href":"http:\/\/www.robertjaggsfowler.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/1145\/revisions\/1162"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.robertjaggsfowler.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/985"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.robertjaggsfowler.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1145"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}