Song II

by Jonathan Dove From Out of Winter (2003)

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Song II
English source: Robert Tear

Sitting alone on my seat in the train
I watch the country pass.
The birds, long gone still fleck the sun.
The furrow remains, the fish now dark
Sucking the stones deep down.
‘How are you?’ she asks,
I say ‘Fine.’
Her mind is sharp, her body divine.
We leave the train, marry, do what people do.
Now she is bones all chipped and traced,
And of her I little knew.
The train goes on.
Where am I going?
From where did I come?

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