{"id":4218,"date":"2018-02-17T16:38:16","date_gmt":"2018-02-17T21:38:16","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/archive.onesentencepoems.com\/?p=4218"},"modified":"2018-02-10T16:43:10","modified_gmt":"2018-02-10T21:43:10","slug":"john-hicks-at-night-in-the-hut-at-wang-gaew","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/archive.onesentencepoems.com\/?p=4218","title":{"rendered":"John Hicks &#8220;At Night in the Hut at Wang Gaew&#8221;"},"content":{"rendered":"<h1>John Hicks<\/h1>\n<h2><span style=\"color: #800000;\">At Night in the Hut at Wang Gaew\u00a0<\/span><\/h2>\n<p>Memory\u2019s brass lamp yellow<br \/>\nsoftens darkness into the ceiling,<br \/>\nand in these corners, goes gray.<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #800000;\"><strong>John Hicks <\/strong><\/span><em>writes his poetry in the thin air of Placitas, New Mexico.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>John Hicks At Night in the Hut at Wang Gaew\u00a0 Memory\u2019s brass lamp yellow softens darkness into the ceiling, and in these corners, goes gray. 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