sandalwood poem #5
the two of us here
and solitary our hopes of
dreaming a landscape in
ribbons the night
a cold cruelty
the long crossing
and the waiting
brakemans lantern
omnipresent but not a sign
for us the wind
rocking it
four engined diesel
south bound for amarillo
© John Knoepfle 1978, 2004
This article appears in Jun 10-16, 2004.
