Tim Gavin

Rookie (March 18,1963 / Philadelphia, Pennsylvania)

Infinity - Poem by Tim Gavin

I graph the points I’ve touched along railroad tracks;
among stones and broken ties I count my losses.

My gains, reflected in muddy puddles,
criss-cross the ruts laid by work trucks.

The days of steam and iron intrigue me;
I’m in the wrong age;
I pick a wildflower,

a blue phlox, I think, and hold it
to align myself with the untamed.

Tantalized by infinity, I could walk forever, but a whistle,
a metal clack rolls toward me and passes on

as the train curves out of reach.

Comments about Infinity by Tim Gavin

  • (6/21/2005 8:17:00 PM)

    I really like this one, Tim. Probably there is no visual image of infinity as profound as walking down a railroad track. You captured the right image. Thanks.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, June 21, 2005

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