Wednesday, November 9, 2011

a foreword

Last night I dreamt
I was on a passenger train
with my students.

We were headed somewhere
far away. But instead of
going there

our train was circling
around one city over and
over again-- 20 times.
Later in the dream someone
was talking about books of
poems, and I asked them:


"Do you mean
The book with the Butterfly
on the cover..."

"The book about the train
that circles the same city
20-times on the way to
somewhere far away?"

They said "No," and I tried to explain the significance and poetry of the train's orbit and our lives' repetitions...


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