Last night I dreamt
I was on a passenger train
with my students.
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far away. But instead of
going there
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our train was circling
around one city over and
over again-- 20 times.
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Later in the dream someone
was talking about books of
poems, and I asked them:
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"Do you mean
Transformaciones?
The book with the Butterfly
on the cover..."
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"The book about the train
that circles the same city
20-times on the way to
somewhere far away?"
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They said "No," and I tried to explain the significance and poetry of the train's orbit and our lives' repetitions...
12.21.09
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