Tag Archives: train
Glass Plan
To run a marathon, write a book, publish a poem, make love to a woman, join a commune, find a home, see the world, to call it a day is to spin my own epitaph on a 3 x 5 … Continue reading
Filed under Civil Twilight or Dawn Poems, Overnight Poems
Drift—Or Curse of the Smiling Eyes
Slip on ice but don’t fall down. Seventeen more days. We want a preview. If I were a train, I’d be local and mostly underground till I’m not. Sub or el—either way I’d move people more than I could ever … Continue reading
Filed under Morning Poems, Overnight Poems
Museum as Verb
She prefers student over teacher, says inspiration is elusive. No one would settle without water nearby. It will all shift— the more she learns the less she knows why call this—or this— home. On these days, she prefers to board … Continue reading
Filed under Afternoon Poems
Fragmented
Sappho’s poems. Nick Drake’s last songs. Tiger reserves. My memories, his, that pier over bay water. A hearse afloat. The underside of a bridge. One car on a train crossing this river. The moon most nights. Your love. My faith. … Continue reading
Filed under Morning Poems
Tiny Changes at the Last Minute
Accidents no longer mistakes. Nothing about buildings or fences, not another bridge, a scrap of graffiti rides out on the 11:45 train. Her net is small, her heart large. She just wants to take a closer look then let you … Continue reading
Filed under Night Poems
Was It the Best She Would Do? (Day 2,600: Take 2)
A stanza added to three quiet ones— it could become a record of the commotion caused by one silent train rolling in, another one about to depart.
Filed under Overnight Poems
