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Station
By TheUltimateOutlaw
The death-throes of fluorescent lights
Pooling
On the floor of the station
Flashing shadow
Then glow
Then back
To black.
The train rumbling off;
Down a
Steel and electric track.
Black pumps falling
First left
Then right
Steps precise.
She Is
Crossing the pavement platform
Umbrella
Clutched in one hand;
Suitcase in the other
Neither hellos
Nor goodbyes
In her smile.
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© 2009 TheUltimateOutlaw
Published on Wednesday, February 25, 2009.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Comments on "Station"
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On Thursday, February 26, 2009, Doc
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wrote:
Well I would certainly offer my interest, I do enjoy the use of line in this piece, and for its subject. With that in mind, it can make it hard to read when searching for the next line. Well Done
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On Wednesday, February 25, 2009, Leith Plunkett
(237) wrote:
Champion. Even the setout is exceptional. Very colourful, yet dark. Loved it
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On Wednesday, February 25, 2009, Echoes of Orpheus
(357) wrote:
As Mona said, the impression of this is deep. The image lingers, great piece.
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A former member wrote:
love the she is......standing alone. .. . the concrete form of this is exceptional and so broken....it reads like a staccato ref.rain. gritty. and gripping. ness
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A former member wrote:
WOW. This leaves a lasting impression in my mind.
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