{"id":4225,"date":"2020-02-07T10:58:07","date_gmt":"2020-02-07T08:58:07","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/?p=4225"},"modified":"2020-02-07T11:01:03","modified_gmt":"2020-02-07T09:01:03","slug":"the-window","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/the-window\/","title":{"rendered":"THE WINDOW"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-4226 aligncenter\" src=\"http:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/02\/617-296x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"296\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/02\/617-296x300.jpg 296w, https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/02\/617-300x304.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/02\/617-100x100.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/02\/617-200x203.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/02\/617.jpg 428w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 296px) 100vw, 296px\" \/><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"font-size: 18pt;\"><strong>THE WINDOW<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">When my faith was hanging<br \/>\nby the weak thread of justice<br \/>\nand in the whole city<br \/>\nthe hearts of my lamps were<br \/>\nbeing torn to pieces,<br \/>\nwhen the childlike eyes of my love<br \/>\nwere being blindfolded by law\u2019s black kerchief,<br \/>\nand fountains of blood were gushing forth<br \/>\nfrom the distressed temples of desire,<br \/>\nwhen my life was no longer anything,<br \/>\nnothing but the tick-tock of a wall clock,<br \/>\nI discovered that I must,<br \/>\nthat I absolutely had to<br \/>\nlove madly.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>FOROUGH FARROKHZAD,<\/strong> Iran 1935 \u20131967<\/p>\n<p><\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; THE WINDOW When my faith was hanging by the weak thread of justice and in the whole city the hearts of my lamps were being torn to pieces, when the childlike eyes of my love were being blindfolded by law\u2019s black kerchief, and fountains of blood were gushing forth from the distressed temples of [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":4226,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_wp_rev_ctl_limit":""},"categories":[14],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4225"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=4225"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4225\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":4230,"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4225\/revisions\/4230"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/4226"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=4225"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=4225"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=4225"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}