Friday, February 21, 2014
By Train In Europe Comments
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Fleet was our transit through the day,
The traction smooth in ebb and sway -
The passing scene was passing gay.
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Ananta Madhavan
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8/6/2025 10:41:22 PM # 1.0.0
A flashing glimpse of scenes as viewed from a moving train! Naturally the meadows which are spread extensively will seem as moving with a slower gait! Unlike most of your other poems, you have made it rhyming verse .Fields, like dealt-out cards, spun round, Ricocheted and fled the ground, Complaining of the harsh rebound............... Beautiful description!
My sincere thanks, Poet-Friend Valsa, a gift for the Christmas-New Year season. That you, a prolific writer, should have browsed my verses with care is approbation I cherish. I wish you all the best and increasing celebrity in the coming year and later on too. I wrote that poem in the early 1960's, travelling by train from Bern to Zurich. Wonder if you have read the poem about a woman who watches an express train fleeting past the field where she was standing. And 'Telegraph Poles' by John Updike. AM