This poem is taken from PN Review 229, Volume 42 Number 5, May - June 2016.
Two Poems
Waiting Broken Echoes Fading
A grey stone cutting stands as echo of the line
faded when the tracks were torn for scrap.
In the waiting room, shadows mark the time
that time has faded from the schedule of trains.
A 14:10 survives. Arriving or departing?
Outside, rain sweeps the platform,
but the echoes of our conversations
...
A grey stone cutting stands as echo of the line
faded when the tracks were torn for scrap.
In the waiting room, shadows mark the time
that time has faded from the schedule of trains.
A 14:10 survives. Arriving or departing?
Outside, rain sweeps the platform,
but the echoes of our conversations
...
The page you have requested is restricted to subscribers only. Please enter your username and password and click on 'Continue':
If you have forgotten your username and password, please enter the email address you used when you joined. Your login details will then be emailed to the address specified.
If you are not a subscriber and would like to enjoy the 289 issues containing over 11,600 poems, articles, reports, interviews and reviews,
why not subscribe to the website today?