Friday, April 16, 2010

rubai from a Clarington Avenue seat

I sit at the foot of Clarington on a railroad track   & listen
from Highway 10 sounds an ocean of cars   slow April windshields glisten
long out of work am I out of luck?   a vernal breeze wafts delicate
the thing I've sought I have yet to find   ergo I have yet a mission

1 comment:

David Raphael Israel said...

Almost-needless-to-say, the railroad track is an old, abandoned one (no longer in active use). One sits on a little elevation (the track being slightly raised above level of neighborhood roadways), and Highway 10 is then to one's back. Thus, "slow windshields" may be seen on the surface street below (the faster highway not being in view). Perhaps too much explanation!