Wednesday, September 9, 2009

He Enters A Train Station On Saturday Morning Comments

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On a cool, cloudy, Saturday morning he entered the station, an hour before his departure
Walls that smelled of time and bleachers made of pine witness to ages passed
Of soldiers leaving, lovers returning, and friends who fade into the fog like a mast
The station sits cold and idle, like a church whose congregation had long ago been raptured.
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Jack Worthington
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Jack Worthington

Jack Worthington

Yuma, Arizona, U.S.A.
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