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Sonnet by L.J. Gallagher<\/h3>
On a winter eve, wrap me in down-feathered sleeves,\nTake my hand and make me your wildflowered amnesty.\nDistance is vicious, but chronology is wicked;\nMiles can be bridged in letters and calls\nBut we still lack a way to close gaps in time.\nYour warmth my morning fantasy: so out of reach.\nListen to the leaping flames' faint whistle,\nThe ashen scent of forgotten fights we both lost.\nThe creamy softness of your cotton henley tee\nUsed to make casual rest a secret heaven.\nThis time, your back to my chest on the bathroom floor,\nI ask you, crying, what made you a coward.\nYour unsteady reply: you should have fought for me.<\/pre>
L.J. Gallagher<\/a> is an investment banker and creative writing alumna of Villanova University. She resides in New York City, and most enjoys writing about coming of age, nature and queer relationships.<\/em><\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
In L.J. Gallagher\u2019s sonnet \u201cWildflowered Amnesty,\u201d the speaker yearns for the warmth and closeness of a loved one amid the harshness of distance and time. The poem contrasts the comfort of imagined connection with the reality of physical separation, expressing a longing for reconciliation and intimacy.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1059,"featured_media":147953778,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"pmpro_default_level":"","advgb_blocks_editor_width":"","advgb_blocks_columns_visual_guide":"","_EventAllDay":false,"_EventTimezone":"","_EventStartDate":"","_EventEndDate":"","_EventStartDateUTC":"","_EventEndDateUTC":"","_EventShowMap":false,"_EventShowMapLink":false,"_EventURL":"","_EventCost":"","_EventCostDescription":"","_EventCurrencySymbol":"","_EventCurrencyCode":"","_EventCurrencyPosition":"","_EventDateTimeSeparator":"","_EventTimeRangeSeparator":"","_EventOrganizerID":[],"_EventVenueID":[],"_OrganizerEmail":"","_OrganizerPhone":"","_OrganizerWebsite":"","_VenueAddress":"","_VenueCity":"","_VenueCountry":"","_VenueProvince":"","_VenueState":"","_VenueZip":"","_VenuePhone":"","_VenueURL":"","_VenueStateProvince":"","_VenueLat":"","_VenueLng":"","_VenueShowMap":false,"_VenueShowMapLink":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[2215],"tags":[2194,2184],"ppma_author":[2160],"class_list":["post-140956433","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-sonnet","tag-love","tag-nature","pmpro-has-access"],"pp_force_visibility":null,"pp_subpost_visibility":null,"pp_inherited_force_visibility":null,"pp_inherited_subpost_visibility":null,"author_meta":{"display_name":"Guest Author","author_link":"https:\/\/www.writtentales.com\/author\/guest-author\/"},"featured_img":"https:\/\/www.writtentales.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/05\/wildflowered-amnesty-500x281.webp","coauthors":[{"link":"https:\/\/www.writtentales.com\/author\/guest-author\/","display_name":"Guest Author"}],"tax_additional":{"categories":{"linked":["Sonnet<\/a>"],"unlinked":["Sonnet<\/span>"]},"tags":{"linked":["Love<\/a>","Nature<\/a>"],"unlinked":["Love<\/span>","Nature<\/span>"]}},"comment_count":"0","relative_dates":{"created":"Posted 10 months ago","modified":"Updated 6 months ago"},"absolute_dates":{"created":"Posted on May 27, 2024","modified":"Updated on September 8, 2024"},"absolute_dates_time":{"created":"Posted on May 27, 2024 4:01 pm","modified":"Updated on September 8, 2024 8:51 pm"},"featured_img_caption":"","series_order":"","authors":[{"term_id":2160,"user_id":1059,"is_guest":0,"slug":"guest-author","display_name":"Guest Author","avatar_url":{"url":"https:\/\/www.writtentales.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/02\/logo-wt-100.jpg","url2x":"https:\/\/www.writtentales.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/02\/logo-wt-100.jpg"},"instagram":"","last_name":"Author","first_name":"Guest","books":"","job_title":"","twitter":"","facebook":"","user_url":"https:\/\/www.writtentales.com","youtube":"","tumblr":"","description":""}],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.writtentales.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/140956433","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.writtentales.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.writtentales.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.writtentales.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1059"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.writtentales.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=140956433"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.writtentales.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/140956433\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.writtentales.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/147953778"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.writtentales.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=140956433"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.writtentales.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=140956433"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.writtentales.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=140956433"},{"taxonomy":"author","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.writtentales.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/ppma_author?post=140956433"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}