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From a Moving Train (on a rainy day): Part Four

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Lullaby near the Railroad Tracks

by A. E. Stallings

Go back to sleep. The hour is small.
A freight train between stations
Shook you out of sleep with all
Its lonely ululations.

Through the stillness, while you slumber,
They trundle down the track,
Lugging cattle, coal, and lumber,
Crying, “alack, alack.”

It’s cheap to pay the engineer:
The moon’s a shiny dime.
Shut your eyes and you will hear
The Doppler shift of time.

The hour is small. Resume your rest.
Tomorrow will be kinder.
Here comes a freight train nosing west,
Pulling the dawn behind her.

Source:  http://www.ramblingrose.com/lilt/poem.php?pid=lullaby

3 responses

  1. I like the muted colour very much. Great series.

    April 22, 2014 at 12:25 pm

  2. This is my favourite so far – it’s sooooooo painterly! And like nougat!

    April 22, 2014 at 1:56 pm

  3. I like it. Grain is good here. And I like the tones. I think this is my favorite, too. Of course, I love the poem. 🙂

    April 22, 2014 at 5:24 pm

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