{"id":4770,"date":"2018-09-06T21:52:11","date_gmt":"2018-09-07T02:52:11","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/archive.onesentencepoems.com\/?p=4770"},"modified":"2018-08-30T21:54:55","modified_gmt":"2018-08-31T02:54:55","slug":"hannah-silverstein-the-tricycle","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/archive.onesentencepoems.com\/?p=4770","title":{"rendered":"Hannah Silverstein &#8220;The Tricycle&#8221;"},"content":{"rendered":"<h1>Hannah Silverstein<\/h1>\n<h2><span style=\"color: #800000;\">The Tricycle<\/span><\/h2>\n<p>The girl\u2014maybe five,<br \/>\nmaybe six years old,<br \/>\nband-aid elbow,<br \/>\ndirt-scrubbed knee\u2014<br \/>\nwho (her brother<br \/>\ncalling her to race)<br \/>\npauses her green<br \/>\ntrike in the gravel<br \/>\ndust to wave<br \/>\nat the jumbo jet<br \/>\nmiles and miles more<br \/>\nalready away<br \/>\nfrom the outer arm<br \/>\nof this spiral galaxy<br \/>\nof washboard road<br \/>\nand woodlot track\u2014<br \/>\nwhen will she forget<br \/>\nshe is the sun? <\/p>\n<p><strong><span style=\"color: #800000;\">Hannah Silverstein<\/span><\/strong><em> lives in Vermont, but her poems have appeared or are forthcoming in <\/em>Terroir Review, The Ekphrastic Review, SWWIM Every Day, <em>and<\/em> The New Guard.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Hannah Silverstein The Tricycle The girl\u2014maybe five, maybe six years old, band-aid elbow, dirt-scrubbed knee\u2014 who (her brother calling her to race) pauses her green trike in the gravel dust to wave at the jumbo jet miles and miles more already away from the outer arm of this spiral galaxy of washboard road and woodlot [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"aside","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_is_tweetstorm":false,"jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","enabled":false}},"_wpscppro_dont_share_socialmedia":false,"_wpscppro_custom_social_share_image":0},"categories":[9],"tags":[510],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"yoast_head":"<!-- This site is optimized with the Yoast SEO plugin v21.5 - 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