Tag Archives: train

Way Station

   I am waiting. There I am, see me, waiting on the train station platform. I am waiting for my train. It is a specific train that I am waiting for. When a train begins pulling into the station, I … Continue reading

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Pinafore

   Let’s start with the photo, the comic melodrama in which you, perfectly staged, are wearing a blue pinafore dress, your dark hair gagged in pigtails, mouth heavily lipsticked, cheeks cherubically rouged, your eyes two flashing ovals of abyss-pooling licorice, … Continue reading

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No Dominion

Dark. Lights up. Piles of sand on stage. Reddish sand. In some areas, the sand is piled high, forming mini-dunes. In other areas, thin flat layers. Sticking out of the sand are shards of glass. A woman lying on stage … Continue reading

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Time, Travel

The boy sat on the train that would take him to the station where he would catch the train that would take him to the airport where he would be lifted away from everything he had been dreaming in real-time. … Continue reading

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No Godot Here

From the series, Japan Poems. Waiting in the rain for a train that never comes– Blues for Dr. Seuss.

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Lengths

From the series, Japan Poems. Dreaming is given to distances laid over by intimacy.

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Way Station

From the series, Japan Poems. Metaphors underscore every moment of passage– For example, we being guests upon this earth but briefly, solidly imagined as entities before dissolving into blurs, en route to fading, among the gusty corteges of mass transit.

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Enigma

From the series, Japan Poems. Mottling, scars, green, elements blend, fade, reseed– Where was I, what, when?

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The Journey

From the series, Japan Poems. No words to describe this passing sense, here now gone– Dreaming in real-time.

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Train

Heartbreak, she looks down to read what she cannot see– Escape, she breathes out.   (Artwork by Edward Hopper)

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