{"id":3735,"date":"2017-08-15T07:01:35","date_gmt":"2017-08-15T12:01:35","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/archive.onesentencepoems.com\/?p=3735"},"modified":"2017-08-12T11:38:36","modified_gmt":"2017-08-12T16:38:36","slug":"steve-klepetar-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/archive.onesentencepoems.com\/?p=3735","title":{"rendered":"Steve Klepetar &#8220;Solstice&#8221;"},"content":{"rendered":"<h1>Steve Klepetar<\/h1>\n<h2><span style=\"color: #800000;\">Solstice\u00a0<\/span><\/h2>\n<p>As summer begins, light<br \/>\ntravels the trails<br \/>\nof the universe, curving<\/p>\n<p>around to wheat fields<br \/>\nwhere crows gather<br \/>\nin fury<\/p>\n<p>at this late hour<br \/>\ndusk,<br \/>\nbeating their black wings.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Steve Klepetar <\/strong>i<em>s a little worried about his future.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Steve Klepetar Solstice\u00a0 As summer begins, light travels the trails of the universe, curving around to wheat fields where crows gather in fury at this late hour dusk, beating their black wings. 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