carstopped at streetlight. half a dozen
laughing faces. laughter heard in passing.
cold sound hung rail tolling in the
distance. a train stopped in darkness middle
of nowhere now full of people. in passing
a face wideyed caught in afterimage.
horn of boat gull cries trains
trundling in dreams. the sea never stops
child now awake
clutching a pillow
stumbling in the dark
looking for warmth
April 4,1995
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem