Saturday, April 12, 2014

From the Train Window


                                ... watching from the train window

                                                                         ... face pressed against the cool pane of forgetting






6 comments:

  1. Ooh, "the cool pane of forgetting." Nice! I also loved your telling of the 5:45 a.m. sighting.

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    1. This just popped in this morning ... first new poem in a while. It feels good ... thanks for commenting.

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  2. It seems now as though that was another time entirely. Sad that so many have missed it.

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    1. Yes, I don't think Amtrak carries quite that mystique. It was another time and so many things I loved about it are disappearing ...

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  3. Oh, I've lived this poem. This jogs memories. So poignant.

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    1. trains and memory go hand in hand ... :)

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