Our bus fights counter currents
Of autos, bicycles, and people
To take us to the train station;
To the seething mass
Of travelers,
Bright lights and loud voices.
The flag-led group
Threads through gates
Spans many trains in the station
To seek the soft bed car
To Xian.
Softly and smoothly
The electric engine
Pulls a line of cars
From Beijing and the night;
To a land
Filled with caves,
And mysteries carefully colored
with tree blossoms.
Night train to Xian
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Re: Night train to Xian
A beautiful poetic picture of the orient.
I prefer to keep an open mind,....but not so much that my brains fall out.- Carl Sagan
Your brain is like an umbrella. It only works when it's open- Someone Smart
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Your brain is like an umbrella. It only works when it's open- Someone Smart
Poet of the Month
March 2011
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