{"id":191,"date":"2011-03-11T19:49:00","date_gmt":"2011-03-11T19:49:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ink.verticalplus.co.uk\/archive\/?p=191"},"modified":"2020-01-07T14:24:03","modified_gmt":"2020-01-07T14:24:03","slug":"romit-berger-is-on-the-road-illustration","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/romit-berger-is-on-the-road-illustration\/","title":{"rendered":"Romit Berger is on the road (+ illustration)"},"content":{"rendered":"<div style=\"text-align: center; font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"><span style=\"font-size: small;\"><span style=\"font-weight: bold;\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/ink-sweat-and-tears.blogharbor.com\/the-road.jpg\" \/><\/span><br \/>\n<\/span><\/div>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>The Road<br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\" \/><span style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\">\u00a0<\/span><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\" \/><span style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\">Eyes shut. She is driving. <\/span><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\" \/><span style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\">She cracks narrow slits of vision to warn her of a bend in the road. Granted a godly favor, <\/span><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\" \/><span style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\">she eludes a dreadful crash.<\/span><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\" \/><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\" \/><span style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\">Eyes thoroughly shut. Sleeping mind alarmed. She is driving.<\/span><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\" \/><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\" \/><span style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\">The beauty of the road is glimpsed by her scantily flickering lids.<\/span><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\" \/><span style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\">Like a newly born bud on a tree after a long frosty winter, still wrapped in its leafy coat, <\/span><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\" \/><span style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\">peeking at the promise of spring.<\/span><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\" \/><span style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\">Like a bat\u2019s tiny head uncoiling from a grave of night-black wings.<\/span><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\" \/><span style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\">Like the Science Room of her early school days. Heavy black drapes drawn, <\/span><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\" \/><span style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\">the illuminating beam of a film projector bewitching miracles on a wall.<\/span><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\" \/><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\" \/><span style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\">Her dormant mind eases itself from the mesh of her dream.<\/span><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\" \/><span style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\">I am driving on the road of life with my eyes shut, she unravels to herself.<\/span><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\" \/><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\" \/><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\" \/><span style=\"font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, mono; font-size: small;\"><span style=\"font-weight: bold;\">* Romit Berger<\/span><br \/>\nsays\u00a0 \u201cI am a graphic designer. I met my very dear friend, Helen Pletts, in Prague, several years ago. Helen\u2019s inspiration has led my graphic design career into that magical realm which combines illustration and poetry, and our creative wings continue to connect our souls through time and distance.\u201d<\/span><span style=\"font-size: small;\"><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\" \/><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; The Road\u00a0Eyes shut. She is driving. She cracks narrow slits of vision to warn her of a bend in the road. Granted a godly favor, she eludes a dreadful crash.Eyes thoroughly shut. Sleeping mind alarmed. She is driving.The beauty of the road is glimpsed by her scantily flickering lids.Like a newly born bud on [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_et_pb_use_builder":"","_et_pb_old_content":"","_et_gb_content_width":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-191","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/191","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=191"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/191\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":21039,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/191\/revisions\/21039"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=191"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=191"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=191"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}