[New-Poetry] All aboard!
Bob Marcacci
bmarcacci at gmail.com
Thu Aug 16 04:35:33 EDT 2007
bari centrale
the sky is
somewhat overcast like
an exray of a lung
we all of us waiting
here
for the next train
inhale adriatic breeze
exhale humid summer breathe
of the energy-consuming
ever-idling
world of weary waiters
we with our bags and sunglasses
to serve these hours with our mortality
we who partake in silences
glances
leave
all of me damp with sweat
past
abandoned trains
painted slogans
crenelated brick shadowed
with dust and train exhaust
into a greying countryside divided
by stone walls other trains highways
olive trees overgrown lots
with yellow grasses and cacti
toward more stations where women wait
on green metal benches with holes in the sun
twist hair while looking down the track
in the distance
a man in shorts shovels dirt
into a wheelbarrow
not
a red one but one
without color
in the distance
all the buildings with their antennaes
reach into the sky
like periscopes of subterranean
small towns
we move through as the train rumbles
humming along its rusted steel girders
a crumbling wall of stones
walls of brick
the sunburned plastic overhang
at valenzano larmie station
overhung with electrical cables
zucchini fields
More here with photos: <http://deaddrunkdublin.com/index5.html>
--
Bob Marcacci
<http://marcacci.blogspot.com/>
What is now proved was once only imagined.
- William Blake
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> Reply-To: "NewPoetry: Contemporary Poetry News & Views"
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> Date: Tue, 14 Aug 2007 11:47:03 -0400
> To: <new-poetry at wiz.cath.vt.edu>
> Subject: [New-Poetry] All aboard!
>
> This is also an invitation to the list to create an e-phemeral anthology of
> 'train poems'.
>
>
>
> E-mail your poem about trains and railways
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