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"Landscape with
a Passing Train."

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Thunderclouds all day.

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The gray sky dips down and
narrows in softening the hills

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as we approach.

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This mood will change,
this chill in summer,

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this sadness without cause.

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A train passes in the distance
its passengers asleep.

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I love how they escape
from place to place.

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The eyelids close and the
mind drifts somewhere else.

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You were thoughtful as
a child, weren't you?

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There were meadows to walk
through, the thick grass

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and thistles by the
swamp where you hid.

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Even then, you wanted
the train to stop,

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to see the faces
still and wide awake.

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For the moment not
to stir as when

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a deer freezes in a clearing.

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Interiors would suit you best.

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A still life with flowers.

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The light drifting through
the domestic scene.

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Flowers picked so long ago
the petals fade and drop.

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What was the occasion
for this scenery?

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The specific fails
as it always must.

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To build a mood removed from our
histories, personal and small.

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Yet, this is all we have.

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The insufficient color
of the afternoon.

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The noise of the train
whistling now, so far away.

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The sense of what's
important having quickly

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passed, in the hollow, where
we seek shade beneath a tree.

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The present seems a resting
place and not the blur it is.

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Though we'll move on, it's
the walk we'll remember.

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The dulling of the
leaves, and not the mood

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that brought us here.

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The space hollowed
out between the trees.

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Not the storm, its cause,
nor the trees themselves.

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