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found poem: night

Train

I live about a half mile from the train. The tracks follow the long curve of Bellingham Bay and the train sounds its horn repeatedly along the way, always the same four blasts, long long short long. I wrote a little poem about it and D.W. Adams, who likes trains, included it in today’s edition of Train: a poetry journal.

found poem: in the nest

found poem: call

found poem: sound

found poem: (the blue)

found poem: clouds

found poem: listen

found poem: We waited

found poem: to report

found poem: nighttime

found poem: conspiratorial

found poem: music

found poem: the edge

found poem: the sound

found poem: seize

found poem: in the middle

found poem: before dark

found poem: One morning

found poem: another

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