Late at night
to early morning
the train station
Rodents run rails
men in lines of fours, fives
and against the rules
alone
Wrapped tight
against the November cold
an oil faced worker
Marching up the down line
he counts out loud
bending periodically
to spray paint a sleeper
Oh can you hear
the blowing of the whistle?
Paul Conneally
Loughborough 2013
1 comment:
I strongly associate with this image, mostly for the sound. I live on the Mississippi river, at its northernmost port, but equally important to this relatively young city's development (1845 or so; old for the Midwest)were the railroads. The robber baron James J. Hill's mansion sits atop the Ramsey hill looking down toward the river levee.
Even still one can awake in the middle of the night and hear the rumblings of the trains moving.
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