{"id":4939,"date":"2018-11-10T13:29:30","date_gmt":"2018-11-10T18:29:30","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/archive.onesentencepoems.com\/?p=4939"},"modified":"2018-11-07T13:31:25","modified_gmt":"2018-11-07T18:31:25","slug":"robert-nisbet-rural-hillside","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/archive.onesentencepoems.com\/?p=4939","title":{"rendered":"Robert Nisbet &#8220;Rural Hillside&#8221;"},"content":{"rendered":"<h1><span style=\"color: #800000;\"><span style=\"color: #000000;\">Robert Nisbet <\/span><\/span><\/h1>\n<h2><span style=\"color: #800000;\">Rural Hillside<\/span><\/h2>\n<p>There arrives, over an iron bridge,<br \/>\nthe rush of a train, its lights<br \/>\nshuddering slightly, but surging with<br \/>\nthe vehemence of brilliant things.<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #800000;\"><strong>Robert Nisbet<\/strong><\/span><em> is a Welsh poet whose work appears in roughly equal measures in Britain and the USA.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Robert Nisbet Rural Hillside There arrives, over an iron bridge, the rush of a train, its lights shuddering slightly, but surging with the vehemence of brilliant things. 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