Train

While racing to catch the inbound 7:25,
I thought I saw Brian slouched
over a Globe on the outbound subway platform — you know,
that certain type of shirt, flash
of facial hair, unique shoulder movement.
He didn’t look up and it was too far to call out,
but I looked back in time
to see drop-forged wheels rush forward,
splintering our fragile
dichotomies
of karma.

Jim McCann YouTube Mix

Yes, it is a long way from Clare
to the financial district, but it has a good view
of elbows and mid-sections,
backpacks and shoulder bags.
Although equally crowded, it’s true that,
under normal circumstances,
the commuter train is faster.
Today, however, is far from normal,
and Grace resonates
on the shuttle bus
leaving from the derailment.

 

  -In memory of Jim McCann, October 26, 1944 – March 5, 2015

 

 

 

 

Vera S. Scott
written 18 July 2019

Pink and purple clouds serrate and bank together

watching the slivered moon and one star;

shop lights burn in the vacant building.

 

 

(from June 2017)