Listening to the Trains at Night

Sometimes, it sounds like
they are singing—

like willow trees, fingers plucking,
pulling steel harp strings,

miles and miles long,
stapled to the countryside

by iron fingernails.


2 responses to “Listening to the Trains at Night”

  1. Love the imagery; I listen to the trains at night, and now I will hear their singing more clearly…

  2. Trains do sing these days. But they did not always. Once upon a time, they roared.

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